#nyles x sarah

[tickletastic]

Every New Day

Fandom: Palm Springs

Ship: Sarah/Nyles

Summary: Sarah finds out Nyles is ticklish, to shake things up she promises to discover a new spot each day. AU sort of? (This had been meant for tickletober, but plans changed. Here it is instead on Palm Springs day)

Sometimes, Nyles misses the dinosaurs, or misses the day he and Sarah got all the way to Wyoming without falling asleep, other days he misses some of the solitary nights he used to have when it had just been him, when he didn’t feel guilty about pulling Sarah into all of this. 

To Sarah’s credit, once she got over the whole not dying thing, she found a way to make each day unique. Or, as unique as they could make it given that they couldn’t fall asleep or die. They made it to Europe once, but Nyles, caffeine-drunk and half-belligerent, fell asleep as soon as they landed, and Sarah? Well, she dealt with things, and they both woke up in bed on the 9th again, right back in Palm Springs.

Despite waking up each morning on November 9th, guilty for pulling Sarah into this wedding-hell-Groundhog’s-day, every day still somehow felt new to Nyles, each new November 9th they found new ways to surprise each other. 

Everything is new, as of late, in part because of a discovery Sarah made on day 235, or something like that, a discovery she wouldn’t let Nyles live down.

That night, the two of them had laid beneath the stars in Yellowstone, lost and barely protected from the woods around them, having a single shoddy tent from Walmart keeping them warm. Sarah had cuddled up to Nyles, the two of them sharing some body heat, when her fingers had grazed the side of his tummy, rubbing soothing, absentminded circles while they tried to interpret the constellations they could see through the tent’s clear fabric. 

At first, Nyles got squirmy, and Sarah had dismissed it as one of his weird quirks, or thought that maybe bugs had gotten in through the slim holes in the floor of the cheap tent, but when he started to giggle into her shoulder, she figured something was probably up.

She dug her fingers in harder, quickly catching on, and he snorted, bucking against her but making no move to pull away “Sahaharahahah!” 

“What, dipshit? What’s so funny?” She asked, rolling on top of him, burrowing her face into the crook of his neck.

“Yohoure- Sahahahaharah plehehehease!” Nyles giggled, throwing his head back “ihihi cahahan’t!” He squealed, snorting hysterically as Sarah continued prodding her fingers in his tummy.

She pulled away just enough so that she could see his face, pink and tinged with embarrassment, and her fingers slowed down, just enough to let him catch his breath a bit. 

“I literally could have guessed you’d be ticklish,” she had said, and his face lit up ever more, “you quite literally give off the energy of the most ticklish person alive, in hindsight.” 

Nyles had groaned, finally bringing his hands up to stop her, trying to shield his face to avoid further embarrassment. Sarah had promised to stop, leaning in and listening closely to Nyles’ heartbeat as his breathing calmed down. 

Before they drifted off, Sarah had made a promise, one Nyles had hoped she wouldn’t keep. 

… 

The next morning, at a rest-stop in the middle of an attempted trip to Canada, Sarah had locked the doors, putting an arm over Nyles so he wouldn’t reach to unlock his. 

She knew she needed to act quick, and he fingers latched onto his ribs and dug in, receiving a screech from Niles, who arched his back against the hot leather seat. 

“FUHUHUCK, Sahaharahahah nohoho!” Nyles screamed, dissolving to jello in the passenger seat of the stolen car. “Whyhyhy?”

“Why what?” Sarah asked, innocent as ever. 

Nyles tried desperately to answer, scratching and clawing at anything he could reach but Sarah’s hands, kicking his feet so high that footprints started to appear on the underside of the dashboard. “Yohohou knohohow!”

“Well I told you, didn’t I?” She asked mischievously, leaning in to whisper in Nyles’ ear, “I told you I’d find a new spot each day.”

She giggled along as Nyles made a fool of himself in the front seat of some random dude’s old car, as he looked so golden beneath the scorched sunlight.

… 

After day five of Sarah finding new spots and Nyles laying back and taking it, he got more careful, exposing sensitive spots less and less. By day seven, he truly believed there were no more spots left to be found. 

“SAHAHARAH NOHOHO!” He shrieked, proving himself wrong as she scratched behind his ears, dipping ever-so-slightly below to graze his collarbones, which she had already dedicated a day to. “I FUHUHUCKING CAHAHAN’T!”

“Sure you can,” Sarah smirked, taking notice of Nyles’ fists, balled up by his sides, “I think you can do anything you put your mind to.”

… 

There was no way, Nyles was sure, that by day 20 Sarah hadn’t discovered every possible spot. She had even done his belly and his belly button separately to prolong the end to her little game, the palms and the backs of his hands had been studied on two separate days.

This time, when he woke up, he was face-to-face with Sarah, pinned to the bed, Misty shouting and knocking from outside. 

“Uh, hi?” He says, gazing groggily up at her.

Sarah is absolutely beaming, her grin splitting her face in two. “I have good news.”

“Roy isn’t homicidal anymore?”

“Not as long as the sky’s blue,” Sarah snorts, “even better news!”

“Alright,” Nyles grins, her giddiness beginning to infect him. “What is it?”

“It’s the last day,” Sarah says, as Nyles’ confusion and grogginess makes him forget the highlight of the last 20 days, suddenly enamored by Sarah’s excitement. 

“Last day?” He says, biting his lip to stop his grin from growing, “last day of what?”

“Last day of this, silly,” Sarah says before launching his fingers into his ribs, one of his worse spots she discovered over the last three-ish weeks. Nyles screams, bucking almost entirely off the bed, one of his hands coming to block his face as best as it can while the other goes up so he can grip onto his hair. 

“Nohoho! Ihihit’s so bad!” Nyles squeals, shaking his head, “nohohot agahahain!”

“I’m sorry, Nyles,” Sarah laughs, “this has been strictly for science. Who would I be if I didn’t text all of my discoveries at once? What if I was a rocket scientist before all of this? Or a brain surgeon? I gotta test my discoveries.”

Nyles snorts at the absurdity, trying to grasp bits of his own life before the 9th while being deftly torn apart by knowing hands. 

Sarah decides to dart down to his hips, his worst spot, and squeeze them with all she’s got, sending him into a fit of hiccup-filled screeching. She watches as he fights against himself to pry her hands away, and takes pity on him, moving one hand down to his knees, the other going up to his ears.

The treatment gets him giggling all high and squeaky, turning pink all the way down his neck. While red in the face and giggling hysterically while Sarah’s hands take him apart, Misty screaming from outside, Nyles realizes that they’re right in the middle of the gooey part of the Twix, enjoying the future they’re making for themselves every new morning, and whether they can beat the time warp or not, he never wants to be all alone in the wrapper ever again. 

#palm springs #nyles #sarah #nyles x sarah #lee!nyles

[moprocrastinates]

i’m watching palm springs again

#it's because andy samburg's really hot #and so is cristin milioti #also i just really like what it says about love and life #palm springs #palm springs (2020) #nyles x sarah

[xalygatorx]

Powerless (2017) | Chapter 5, "Everything I've Done"

Years after Sarah’s wit and bravery saved her brother and brought the Labyrinth to its knees, her daughter Andie is transported to what remains of that same fantastical place, somewhere she thought only existed in her favorite childhood stories. To find her way back home, she must traverse what’s left of the crumbling kingdom, find a way to set both moments and magic in motion again, and even save the Goblin King, himself. But who will save her from him?

Powerless is a SFW slow-burn romance between Jareth and an original female character. The story overall contains descriptions of fantasy violence, mild suggestive content, and grief regarding family illness. Chapter-by-chapter warnings will be provided as well.

Summary: Andie and Jareth get acquainted while waiting for help. Jareth offers her an alliance that hinges on her helping him guard the truth of his condition and reclaim his kingdom.

Pairing: Jareth x Fem!OC

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2.9k

"Do be quiet, they won't hear you," said the voice wearily nearby as Andie shouted again, having scrambled back out of the light when he'd first spoken, her eyes still searching the gloomy subterranean perimeter for the owner. "Even so, this is an oubliette. Do you know what that is?"

Andie faltered. "A… It's a trap, isn't it?"

"Indeed. For those to be forgotten."

"Who are you?"

She was finally able to make out a dark form sitting opposite where she stood, but no details came into focus for the lack of light. It was the most human figure she'd seen here yet, even more so than the half-human Nyle. "I think a better question is who you are," the male voice countered as he stood, making his way over to her side of the cave. "You don't seem to be who I first thought. And how have you come to my labyrinth to fall down a hole?"

Her eyes widened incrementally. "Your labyrinth—wait… You're the Goblin King, aren't you?"

A soft chuckle danced around the space just as a boot crossed the rim of the light shining down from the opening she'd made high above them. Into view stepped one of the most eccentric looking men she'd ever seen and, even with the oddities in his appearance ranging from his somewhat spiky blond hair and some smudges of what appeared to be eyeliner around his eyes, he could have easily passed for human. Had she not known the truth, anyway. His teeth glittered faintly as he sent a weary, yet Cheshire smile her way. "Now, that is something I've not heard someone call me in quite some time."

"What are you doing down here?"

"All questions I could easily be asking you," he pointed out, eying her closely. She wondered if he was somehow able to see better than she was down here. Then again, who knew how long he'd been down here. Now that she thought about it, his hair looked matted in places, his clothes a bit rumpled, and he appeared particularly thin, though she had no memory of him to compare his present self to. Perhaps that was just the way he looked.

"Well, then maybe—," Andie began, only to pause when she heard a faint echo of her name down the tunnel. She brushed past him to peer up toward the light, where she could now see a pin-sized head peeping over. "I'm down here!" she shouted, cupping her hands around her mouth to project her voice more efficiently.

"Stay there! I'm coming down to get you!" Hoggle shouted and he disappeared from over the opening.

"Yeah, where else am I going to go…," she muttered softly, smoothing a hand through her hair before regarding Jareth again. He was watching her with an amused sort of air and the scrutiny in his eyes unnerved her. "What I was saying is maybe we should both be answering these obvious questions. Since we'll probably be stuck here awhile."

He scoffed a bit. "You've no idea what 'awhile' is, girl."

"I take it you didn't just get here, too," she noted with a grimace.

"Oh, no," he murmured with a slight shake of his head. "No, I've lost track of the years."

Andie's eyes widened. "Years? How are you still alive?"

"Time has stopped in this world. With it, so has the aging process for every creature in attendance," he explained calmly before sitting down on the floor again. "Even you."

"So, you just…"

"Starved without emaciating, withered without withering, oh… Yes. And it was more excruciating than actually dying such a pathetic death." He looked at her wearily. "Sit. You're tiring me further by standing like that."

"Well, excuse me," she grumbled, but sat down nearby. "Why couldn't you just magic yourself out? I'm sure the king of the goblins has some kind of magical ability, right? Or am I relying too heavily on fairytales?"

Jareth chuckled, but the sound was weak. He seemed disgusted by it. "I had that ability, long ago. But that's left me, too, it seems. I'm sure the lack of time progression has something to do with that."

"Why would that have any influence?" Andie asked dubiously.

He seemed worn out by her questions already, though she figured he was probably just worn out, period. "Because have you ever had something remotely in the realm of 'magical' happen while you're standing still? Isn't it always after moving forward?"

"You're getting a bit too existentialist on me, Jareth," she commented.

"Now, is it fair that you know my name yet I do not know yours?"

"I guess not. It's Andie."

"Andie, hm? I've never heard such a name. Short for…?"

"Cassandra."

"Interesting," Jareth murmured, though his bored tone disagreed with that sentiment. "So, Andie, what were your other questions? My memory is slacking with my current state of health, as I'm sure you understand."

She was somewhat suspicious of his manners—Hoggle had made it sound like he was a wild, aggressive thing, but it looked like he could barely move. She half expected him to turn on her at any moment, at least until she figured she might just be his ticket out of here. He was perhaps simply lucky she'd dropped in, pun intended. "How'd you end up down here?"

"I lost my magic directly after the Labyrinth, itself, fell to pieces," he said uncomfortably and she could only wonder why he was telling her this. "Those I presided over grew more rampant and restless and some attempted a mutiny once they felt the scales begin to tilt. I thought it wise to disappear awhile."

"You meant to get trapped down here?"

"Of course not. I took the plunge down here while attempting to disappear, of course," he said irritably before sighing and glancing at the tunnel over them. "Succeeded too thoroughly, I suppose."

"Why are you telling me this?" Andie finally asked. "About your magic being gone and your blunders, why would you give me that information when we've only just met?"

Jareth looked at her pensively before replying, "I need your help. And you must know that it is quite humiliating for me to say that. It is also a leap to trust you with that explanation, as—you're right—I've known you but a few moments in a timeless world. However, I would hope for both our sakes that this is not a mistake."

"What do you need my help for?"

"Well, first for getting out of here, which you've already managed to do just by being here. Also for finding a way to return the Labyrinth to its original form. I need time to move again so I can regain my power and my control over this unpredictable place."

"I'm supposed to help you with that?"

"You seem moderately intelligent," he said with a lift of his shoulders that made Andie want to pummel him. "And you seem to have already won allies. I will need such connections and, this time, they cannot stem only from fear." Jareth's intense gaze moved over to meet hers again as he said his next words. "I will also need you to keep my lack of magic to yourself. Under no circumstances can I afford this information to be divulged. Do you understand?"

Andie met his gaze levelly before looking at her hands and saying seriously, "You know, it's unwise to go on first impressions of people."

"I do not have much choice at this moment. I need someone on my side."

"And what makes you think I'm on your side?"

"Well," he murmured, beginning to become irked but containing it. "You are not not on my side…"

"That is terrible logic," Andie told him. "Awful. You're lucky you've not been killed on that thinking."

"Indeed, but it is true," he groused. "Look, I'm putting a good amount of faith in you, recognize that this does not come lightly—"

"Or with permission."

"Andie," he grumbled.

"All right, all right," Andie muttered. "But make more informed decisions in the future. I may not spill your secret, but I'm not planning on risking my neck to save your skin either. And don't act like you know me, like we're friends. You don't know anything about me."

"And the same applies in reverse," Jareth pointed out. "At least I'm willing."

"Because you want something from me."

"There is no point in denying it, as I've already made that clear. Yes. I want your help."

"Earn it," Andie snipped just as a hidden door nearby swung open and Hoggle entered the oubliette.

"I knew I shoulda gone with ya, are you—" He paled when his eyes found Jareth. "It's you!"

"In the flesh," Jareth said flippantly, shooting a glance toward Andie as he stood. "Having a chat with your new friend. Say…" He paused and looked at her considerately. "How did you come to be in my Labyrinth anyway?"

"I picked up a glass peach, it cut my hand, and then—boom—I was here."

Interest sparked in his eyes and she began to ponder what Hoggle had warned her about earlier. "And how did you manage to come across such a trinket?" he asked softly.

She started to answer and, after catching Hoggle's eye, who was practically begging her silently not to tell the truth, she said instead, "I found it. In a thrift store."

Jareth's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't press the subject. "Curious."

"Indeed," she murmured, not breaking his gaze. He watched her a moment longer before nodding and walking toward the door, ducking low to make his way into the tunnel beyond. She looked down at Hoggle. "Thank you for coming down here."

"Of course, though I might've done things differently had I known he was down here, too," he murmured, casting a sideways glance through the doorway. "Go on."

Andie stepped through the doorway and then straightened up, hearing Hoggle walk out and shut the door behind them. They then began to walk down the tunnel, Hoggle stepping ahead to lead the way. There was something rigid in Jareth's frame that reminded Andie of a caged animal wary of recapture, so she kept her distance. However, the young woman nearly leapt out of her skin when a booming voice shattered the silence only permeated by their footsteps. "TURN BACK."

"YOU'RE GOING THE WRONG WAY," boomed another up where Hoggle was walking.

"Oh, shut it," Hoggle grumbled, ignoring the enormous stone heads. "Don't mind them, they're just False Alarms."

"NO, THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING."

"Now, that's just rude, trying to steer people off course," she accused the last one to shout.

"It's… It's my job, Miss," it said awkwardly, glancing away from her. When it didn't shout again, she cut it some slack, moving along to catch up with Hoggle and Jareth, who had slowed to wait. Jareth still had an air of amusement about him, but said nothing.

After following Hoggle through the winding tunnels of the Underground, they reached the end and crawled out through a small burrow, camouflaged beneath a line of brush. Hoggle turned around to help Andie out and grimaced when Jareth stepped out as well. He leaned toward Andie and whispered, "What's he still doing here?"

She shrugged. "Feels like tagging along, I guess."

"Not fond of my company, Hogarth? I'm offended," Jareth commented patronizingly.

"It's Hoggle! I see at least one thing hasn't changed in this place!" he grumped as he began to lead the way back to the campsite.

Walking ahead to mutter about things Andie only heard bits and pieces of, she walked at her own pace, finding that she'd scraped her cheek a bit when she'd fallen in the oubliette. "Stupid hands," she sighed as she ran her fingertips over the uneven edge of the scrape and winced when it stung.

Ludo was pacing around the camp when they got back, visibly relieved when he saw that they'd come back. Andie couldn't be sure whether he just didn't notice Jareth or didn't have an opinion of him since he didn't react to the addition to their party, but Jareth certainly didn't seem to care for the bumbling giant. Didymus, Leona, and Nyle all had their reactions, however.

"Oh, goodness me, are you all right?!" Didymus fussed as he hurried over to them, his jaw dropping when he saw Jareth. "And where on earth did he come from?"

"Everyone is so shocked to see me, where did you all think I went?" Jareth muttered with a roll of his dual-colored eyes, which soon fell upon the half-goblin nearby. "Nyle. An interesting surprise."

Nyle inclined his head, but the venom in his voice was plain. "Your Highness."

"Indeed," Jareth agreed flippantly, which only seemed to piss Nyle off more. Andie made a mental note to ask him about the Goblin King a little later on, expecting a nicely candid answer from someone with such a sour opinion and not afraid to express it. "And…?"

"Leona," the sphinx said calmly, though her eyes were narrowed with some contempt.

"Ah, yes… You've left your post."

She snorted softly through her stone nose and Andie wondered suddenly if she was only stone on the outside or if some kind of magic made her stone body malleable. She couldn't really say why she kept wondering about these things when none of it made sense, but her brain hadn't stopped trying to categorize and decipher the oddities yet. "So have you."

"The entirety of the Labyrinth is my post, I recall assigning you to the clocktower."

"It was the side entrance to the castle and this place is already so disorderly, it hardly matters."

Jareth arched a brow her way. "You would speak so to your king?"

"I am fashioned to fear nothing and, as such, I have nothing to fear," she said dismissively. "This is what makes my guardianship so absolute."

"Hm," he murmured before shrugging it off. "Fair enough." He appeared to be a mixture of equal parts miffed and impressed. "Say, where might your… A-ha!" He'd sighted the provisions, but Hoggle began to make a beeline toward the stash. "Excuse me, dwarf, you think this wise?"

Hoggle paused and seemed conflicted in what to do next, but ended up slowly stepping away, muttering about being a coward. It was no wonder he wanted everyone to still think he had his magic, Andie noted. He's an absolute bully. She watched Jareth step over and pour himself a cup of tea from leaves Didymus had contributed, which had tasted strangely like cold medicine to Andie, and help himself to the leftover food. Didymus looked to Andie after a moment of quiet had passed in which everyone had cast judgy, aggravated glances toward Jareth and said, "I was thinking, perhaps the Wiseman would have some, well, wisdom for you on how you might return home."

"The Wiseman?" she repeated curiously.

"Exactly as he sounds, milady. Quite wise. And it couldn't hurt to ask, could it?"

"Not at all, thank you for saying something," Andie said with a smile before heading over to sit near the wall, where she'd taken lunch earlier. A patch of dark sky had wandered near and had begun to take over the area of the courtyard and for about a square mile all around. Her fatigue hit her all at once and Andie slouched just enough to gain a stable position and before she knew it, her eyes had shut and she was out like a light.

Jareth was making a point of eating slowly, despite his stomach feeling as if it would gnarl and swallow the rest of his insides at the first sign of nutrients in centuries. The curse of living agelessly while his body's needs and soul's unrest rotted him in a cell was disturbingly potent, as he'd previously had doubts that anything in this world could faze him any longer. It was all he could do not to cringe every time he swallowed another bit of dried meat or sandwich, it didn't matter what he ate or drank from the provisions by the fire, it all felt like lead in his stomach. He could feel eyes on him though, and knew now wasn't the time to show even mild discomfort.

Darkness closed in around them and painted the visible overhead with spiraling stars and an endless depth of black. Jareth listened to the other creatures around the campsite shift and settle into place for the "night," though the cycle of light had been disrupted with the rest of the reality around them. Once he heard stillness fall back over the courtyard, he looked up, surveying the faces decorated by shadows and the flicker of the fire. Jareth glanced away from Ludo and Didymus across the clearing with disinterest, his gaze settling on the dark-haired girl to his right. He stared at her for a long moment before scoffing softly to himself and looking back down to his tea, which he sipped deeply and then nearly choked on, before going off to rest for the night as well, though the last thing he felt the need for was sleep after spending so long in the dark of the earth and his own mind.

It was only forever, he thought to himself with a dismal tinge of melancholy disguising itself as irony and humor. His lips curved without the expression touching his eyes. Not long at all.

Next chapter: Chapter 6, "Falling Down"

#labyrinth #labyrinth fanfiction #labyrinth fanfic #jareth x oc #jareth the goblin king #jareth #slow burn #angst with a happy ending #the labyrinth #romance fanfiction

[letsperaltiago]

two years ago when palm springs was released i stupidly optimistically started a sarah x nyles oneshot that I I never finished :))) would anyone even be interested in reading about this pairing if i finished it??

#wondering if it's worth finishing lo #l #98% chance of smut

[youngsamberg]

Top 5 movie ships

hannah x jacob (crazy stupid love)

sarah x nyles (palm springs)

beca x jesse (pitch perfect)

jake x lainey (sleeping with other people)

amanda x graham (the holiday)

#anonymous

[thenoticeblog]

Willow: House of Griots | Pilot Script Table Reading

We’re back at it again with the Principal Cast of “Willow: House of Griots,” working through a table reading for the Pilot Episode. We discussed upcoming events, reviewed production scheduling and details, watched our short film “Willow: State of Emergency,” and sunk our teeth into this special 90-minute pilot episode of “House of Griots.” Much love to Elliot Guilbe for the Photography, Glenn Quentin for the Production Support, and Sultan Ali for the Marketing Support.

Principal Cast Ashley Noel Jones as Willow Kerubo Brown Suzanne Darrell as Iyoba the Foundress Cameisha Cotton as Diane X Kirrin Tubo as Taina Lilian Oben as Vanessa Charles Masiko Ensemble Reader Tommy Coleman Stage Directions Reader Heru Khuti

Showrunner & Writer Paul A. Notice II

Heads Up: Our Short Film “Willow: House of Griots” will be available on Amazon Prime later this year. Keep an eye out for our announcement. In the meantime, save the date for our upcoming Short Film Screening at Weeksville Heritage Center coming OCTOBER, 21st, 2023! Details coming soon!

You can Support “Willow: House of Griots” here.

Special Thanks to all of our supporters: Josmar Trujillo Nana Dakin Will Duggan James Reilly Kirrin Tubo Paul Notice Sr. Marco Rodriguez Nyle Emerson Doreen Notice Jade Notice Nichole Villafane Sita Sarkar Justin Prince Kiera Williams Paul VanDeCarr Jeannette Colyvas Daniel Notice Laura Edmondson Tommy Schaperkotter Glinetta Collins Larry Powell Erica Saucedo Megan & Liv Jeannette Colyvas Ian Harkins Jim Costanzo Melissa Noelle The Ellen & Andrew G. Celli Foundation, Inc. Holly Heckart Sarah Fleming Edward Rice Ataefiok Etukeren Joann Selvidge James Gantt Jade Notice Marie Casimir Rama Orleans-Lindsay Shiloh Hodges Benedict Nguyen Lizette Vernon Lily Bo-Shapiro Saleem Kashif Kendra Foster Anika Chowdhury Lia Bonfilio Katrina Reid Zell Davis Robin Holmes Gabby Sherba

#willow #article #Willow screening #willow project #willow horror

[onscreenkisses]

I’d rather die with you than live in this world without you, emphatic period.

PALM SPRINGS: Nyles + Sarah + moments

#palm springs #palmspringsedit #asambergedit #filmgifs #moviegifs #dailyflicks #tvandfilm #filmtv #cinematv #dailytvandfilm #dailytvfilmgifs #fyeahmovies #userfilm #nyles x sarah #sarah wilder #andy samberg #cristin milioti #movie kiss #kiss #romantic moments #2020 #*

[betweenyoursmilesandregrets]

it definitely makes me believe in something. source. insp.

#palm springs #palmspringsedit #nyles x sarah #andy samberg #cristin milioti #andysambergedit #filmgifs #userconstance #b99 cast #b99 #myedit

[universetopieces]

So, this is today. Today is yesterday. And tomorrow is also today. It’s one of those infinite time loop situations you might have heard about.

Palm Springs 2020 | dir. Max Barbakow

#palmspringsedit #palm springs #andy samberg #cristin milioti #andysambergedit #cristinmiliotiedit #asambergedit #filmedit #moviegifs #filmgifs #userfilm #romancegifs #fyeahmovies #° #this movie slaps with every rewatch #movies #nyles x sarah

[our-dying-thoughts]

andy :)

i have a date this friday- and it’s not w andy samberg. i’m considering calling it off.

#i love this man so much it’s causing me physical pain #andy samberg #andy #snl #jake peralta #b99 icons #palm springs #nyles x sarah #connor friel #never stop stopping #hot rod #rod kimble #aaron williams #7 days in hell #hotel transylvania #none of these photos belong to me #the lonely island

[quicksilverownsmysoul]

Palm Springs is my new comfort movie

#palm springs #Palm Springs fanart #palm springs movie #Palm Springs nyles #nyles x sarah #nyles fanart #nyles Palm Springs #Sarah Palm Springs #andy samberg #Andy samberg fanart #cristin milioti #fanart #digital illustration #illustration #art #movie fanart

[doubletucks]

PALM SPRINGS (2020) dir. Max Barbakow

#palm springs #dailytvfilmgifs #palmspringsedit #tvfilm #filmgifs #userayelet #nessa007 #nyles x sarah #my gifs #mine #this looks so ugly #and coloring this was kinda hard #but this scene is one of my favorites #palm springs movie

[occasionaloranges]

i am so obsessed with Palm Springs right now so i made this enjoy

#palm springs movie #palm springs #andy samberg #cristin milioti #palm springs 2020 #nyles #nyles x sarah #mine #my video #my edit #edit #beach bunny #cloud 9 #video

[xalygatorx]

Powerless (2017) | Chapter 8, "Dance Magic"

Years after Sarah’s wit and bravery saved her brother and brought the Labyrinth to its knees, her daughter Andie is transported to what remains of that same fantastical place, somewhere she thought only existed in her favorite childhood stories. To find her way back home, she must traverse what’s left of the crumbling kingdom, find a way to set both moments and magic in motion again, and even save the Goblin King, himself. But who will save her from him?

Powerless is a SFW slow-burn romance between Jareth and an original female character. The story overall contains descriptions of fantasy violence, mild suggestive content, and grief regarding family illness. Chapter-by-chapter warnings will be provided as well.

Summary: Andie wakes in a comfortable, albeit unorthodox predicament. The group scout a direction to take and end up at the lakeside of the Netherbeast. Jareth uses his affinity for music to get them to the other side. Andie and Jareth are catching feelings and Nyle takes notice.

Pairing: Jareth x Fem!OC

Warnings: None

Word Count: 3.1k

It was only when a shaft of light pouring between patches of clouds in a new potion of sky hit her face that Andie discovered she'd fallen asleep. She winced against the glare and turned her face away, though it didn't do much good. With a small sigh, Andie opened her eyes and began to do her habitual arm stretch—head tilt, interlocked fingers, the whole shebang—when she also realized she was way too comfortable to be sleeping on a wall.

Andie frowned and cautiously turned her head, glancing downward and seeing a familiar hand resting against the ground, knuckles down, the white cuff around it dotted faintly with a bit of dirt and her own blood. She could only assume that after Jareth had finished bandaging her torso the night—or whatever this world ran on—before, she'd finally been hit with the resulting exhaustion and had…

She peered behind her after moving her head another careful increment. That sight—and the steady heartbeat in her ear—confirmed it. She'd fallen asleep on him.

Don't panic, Andie told herself sternly even while her pulse began to accelerate, which she forced herself to acknowledge as a reaction to embarrassment alone until she gave up and admitted to herself that he was rather mystically attractive. She was beginning to ready herself to move when a shadow pierced the light shining in her eyes. Andie startled at first, but relaxed when she saw it was just Nyle. At least, initially. When she saw the look on his face, her reaction became muddled. The half-changed goblin-man eyed her and the man sleeping against the wall behind her with a gaze scarcely shy of repulsed, softened only by some strange degree of turning gears and formulation. When his eyes met hers, he stared just a few seconds more before continuing past them back to the others, who were scattered about and all sleeping still.

Andie tried to contain the shiver that threatened to ripple up her spine, warily watching his retreat before positioning herself to stably shift over Jareth's leg. She made it across without jostling him and sat against the wall beside him, admittedly missing the comfort when her shoulders and skull hit stone. She especially wondered if her pride was worth it when her middle ached from the awkward movement, though she felt a bit better once she'd relaxed in her new spot. After dozing off for a few moments more, Andie found herself opening her eyes all over again, but this time it wasn't just Jareth in the vicinity; Hoggle stood nearby with the water jug, seeming to startle when she looked at him even though it appeared that he was waiting for her to wake up. "Something wrong?" she wondered aloud.

"Oh, uh… No… Here," he said awkwardly, handing her the water jug bashfully.

Andie took the jug and tilted it to get a drink, soon handing it back to him with a quiet, "Thanks." Hoggle nodded and started to walk away when Andie added, "Hoggle? I'm sorry for yesterday. I was upset, but I didn't handle it well."

"No, I'm sorry," he said with a heavy sigh, trudging over to sit down next to her. "I'm just a big coward. I thought I'd changed, but I took one look at those snakes and ran for it."

"If it makes you feel better, I think we all wanted to make a run for it," Andie pointed out.

"Yeah, but I was the only one who did without everybody else…"

"I don't know. Nyle ducked out of there pretty fast…"

Hoggle glanced over toward the others, who were all awake now, and said in a lowered tone, "He isn't much of a team player. But he has good intentions, no matter how he acts at times. Trust me."

Andie wasn't so sure about that, but she didn't argue. He would know better than she did, considering he'd known Nyle and the others much longer than she did. "Okay. Are we good?"

Hoggle smiled a little, still trying so hard not to come off as sensitive. "Yeah. We are."

"Awesome."

"Well, isn't that touching." Andie and Hoggle glanced over, seeing Jareth looking at them lazily. "Though you could have had your heartfelt moment a bit more quietly. Some of us are trying to sleep."

"Just you, apparently," Andie noted as she looked toward the others. Hoggle, however, apologized and went back to the group with a small bow. When he was gone, Andie shot Jareth a look. "Really?"

"What?"

"You know, you could stand to be a bit nicer. At least once in a while."

"Dressing your wounds isn't considered nice any longer? What a tragic world this has turned out to be."

"Not just to me, to them, too," Andie asserted. "They're helping us."

"They're helping you."

"And by association, also you."

His eyes narrowed. "As they should. I am their king."

"You know what good kings do?" Andie asked frustratedly. "Make their subjects and staff feel appreciated."

"What king has ever lowered himself to such a degree?"

Andie grimaced. "You're a real jerk, you know that?"

Jareth rolled his eyes. "If you say so, little fool… Speaking of foolishness, why are you moving around in your state?"

"I'm not moving around, I'm sitting."

"Well, you had to have moved at some point, as you fell asleep over here."

Crap. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't you," Jareth murmured, somehow torn between being amused and entirely the opposite.

Andie sighed, able to tell she was nearing the end of his rope for the time being. "Fine, I do, but that's not…uh, appropriate."

He cracked a smile before laughing. "Appropriate?"

Andie tried to keep a serious tone, but failed, smiling too and looking away as to not encourage him. "Shut up, you know what I mean."

"I know what you mean and it is hysterical," Jareth chuckled. "I will have you know, however, that I was not ever-so scandalously taking advantage of you."

"It didn't seem like you were, I just didn't want anyone to get the wrong idea, okay?" Andie said defensively through a smirk, feeling her face redden as he continued to laugh at her every time she tried to smooth the situation over. "Stop laughing, you're terrible!"

"I can't help it," Jareth said genuinely, his eyes glittering with mirth. He stood slowly, stretching a bit before taking a couple of steps and crouching in front of Andie, who looked back at him with an arch in her brow. "I will say I've not laughed for quite some time, so forgive me." His smirk pulled more tightly at his lips as he added, "Besides, when we give them the 'wrong idea,' I will do so much more thoroughly."

Then the man had the nerve to wink at her before straightening up and heading over to the others, as food was now being parted out.

Andie stared after him with her mouth slightly agape at his remark and the confidence with which he left her to process it. She made a small half-laughing sound of disbelief before getting up, herself, and going to get one of the rations. Hoggle met her halfway and handed her what remained of the dehydrated meats and sandwiches she'd added to the stock, looking a bit worried. "We'll have to look for more food some time soon. Find wherever the jungle's floated off to and avoid the Fireys long enough to get some fruit… Or something. Either way, that's the last of it."

She nodded. "We'll find something," she reassured him. Though she really would've preferred that she had been done with the Fireys for the whole of her journey. Andie watched Hoggle walk back to the others and took one of the sandwiches from the small plate he'd given her and took a bite, wondering what they would run into next. While she was munching, she heard a call of "my lady" and she looked over to see Didymus climbing up Ludo's back and hopping a bit on the beast's shoulder. She started back toward them, eating along the way. "What?"

"I am terribly, er… Vertically lacking, my lady," Didymus said with such a discouraged air, Andie had to try hard not to laugh. "Would you mind taking a survey of the landscape? We are hoping to find the jungle, as Hoggle might have said."

"Oh, um… Okay," Andie said uncertainly as she finished her food and set her plate down with the others.

"Wonderful! Ambrosius!" Didymus waited until the sheepdog sidled up to Ludo and then hopped from the giant's shoulder onto its back. "Right then! Up you go, my lady!"

Andie looked doubtfully at Ludo, even as he bent down a little to help her. However, behind her, she heard Nyle say in his normal, eerie tone of voice, "Allow me." She felt his hands dip under her arms, his long fingers cold even through the fabric of her shirt. When he was this close, she realized just how much taller than her he was, which ended up being a positive in this moment. It just made her feel diminutive. As he swung her carefully up onto Ludo's shoulders, Andie didn't notice Jareth's hard stare in their direction, but Nyle certainly did. After he'd gotten Andie in place, he pointedly looked over at Jareth and sneered before glancing back toward Ludo, who was standing up straight while Andie hung on. "Anything?"

Andie was craning her neck to get a good view over the expanse of the Labyrinth, nibbling her lower lip as she straightened as much as she could to get the full view. "I… I don't… Hold on, I think I see it!"

"Do you see how to get there?" Didymus called up to her.

"Yeah, I think so… The problem is that it's still moving around."

"Well… We shall have to do our best to hurry," Didymus declared. "Thank you!" 

Ludo bent down again and Andie started to maneuver herself off his back, feeling hands brace her just above her waist to balance her when she was climbing down. She glanced over her shoulder and saw it was Jareth this time; he nodded for her to let go, smirking faintly. She released her hold on Ludo's fur and let him lower her the rest of the way, his hands warm and strong.

After he set her down, he let his hands fall to his sides and just looked at her in his smug way until she muttered at him to shut up.

"Ludo hungry," Ludo said morosely for probably the fifth time since they had started out toward the jungle.

"We are all well aware of that, you big lug," Jareth muttered grumpily, looking more resemblant of Nyle's normally unpleasant demeanor than even Nyle did at the moment.

"We're all hungry, Ludo," Andie sighed sympathetically, running a hand through her hair and wishing they had showers in the Labyrinth. What she wouldn't give for some shampoo…

"What in the world is all this?" Leona wondered from the front of the group, catching everyone else's attention. As they caught up with her, they saw a stretching chasm between their path and the other side, where the path continued, the space between entirely black and bottomless. "Is it another void?"

Didymus peered at it and tapped the surface with his scepter, gasping when the surface rippled with movement, the rings soon disappearing entirely back into the eerily smooth, glass-like plane. "Wouldn't do that if I was you!" crowed a voice nearby, making them all jump.

Andie looked toward the wall, where four freestanding stone statues grinned cheekily, all toting what appeared to be musical instruments, but none like she'd ever seen. "Why not?"

"The Netherbeast lives in there, girlie!" a short, squat one said with alarm.

"He's your worst enemy in those waters," said one with a toothy grin and a shrug of bony shoulders. "And he's your only way to the other side!"

"Hate to sound like a broken record… But what do you mean?"

"Why, you've got to cross somehow, don't ye! Figure it out!"

Andie sighed and murmured, "Why can't everyone be as easy to get by as those guardsmen…," as she looked around, trying to get an idea of what to do. "Ideas?"

There was a consensus of head-shaking and she frowned, looking toward the instruments again. "Why do you have those?"

"Ah, now you're asking the right questions," the tall, skinny statue said approvingly.

"We're a band, of course!" the short one cried.

"And music always soothes the savage beast, if you get my drift…," one of medium height said with a wink. Andie couldn't help but picture a fantastical version of the Beatles when she looked at them.

"So… Does it like music?" she wondered.

"Won't know 'til you try, will ye?"

"Um… Okay… Then can I borrow one of your instruments?" Andie asked uncertainly.

"Course not!" the short one squealed.

"We need these! Use your own!"

"We don't have any!" Hoggle shouted, getting frustrated and afraid as he repeatedly glanced at the water.

"Sure you's do," the tall one said. "Tell you what, you start something and we'll help you. It's easy!"

"Composing a song on the spot?" Andie muttered. "Hardly!" A slight scoff issued from behind her and she turned to see Jareth smirking at the exchange. "What's so funny?"

"Music is simple," Jareth noted. "It's the most fluid element in existence."

"Then you do something!"

Jareth shrugged and looked at the musician with the drums. "You. Start."

"OH, uh, yes. Your Highness," the squat one said as he began a basic rhythm.

Jareth sneered and looked at Andie. "You remind me of the babe."

"Excuse me?" she asked, at a complete loss.

"The babe with the power," he added as if to explain.

"What power?"

"The power of voodoo."

"I don't—"

"You do!"

"Do what?!"

"Remind me of the babe," he laughed mirthfully. Andie was visibly frustrated and he chuckled at her misery, extending a hand to her. "Oh, come, you lovely thing, have a bit of fun!"

"I'm so not in the mood t—HEY! What is your deal?!" she cried as he snatched her hand in mid-gesture and tugged her over to him, catching her by the waist as if they were waltzing. "I thought you were supposed to be helping!"

"I am," Jareth proclaimed with a crooked grin, spinning her about as he started to sing, the entire band joining in now that they had something to play to. There was a strange draw to the way his voice sounded, all soft rock and magic spells. Andie eventually stopped feeling miffed and embarrassed about being flounced around by the baffling King of the Goblins, noticing how much fun he was having. She wondered if that was how he'd been before on a normal day, before her mom and before all the turmoil of unrequited affections. His elation was infectious and she soon forgot that she didn't know how to dance, and also that she was supposed to be fighting this. 

"What kind of magic spells to use…," he sang, tugging her close and leaning his forehead against hers as she tried—and failed—not to smile. The musical statues sang backup for him then, giving a string of spell ingredients that resembled any fairytale her world could've cooked up.

Jareth seemed to grow happier as she let him lead her, the rest of their group either dancing or swaying with the beat of the instruments and Jareth's voice. Even Nyle, all gloom and doom, was nodding his head to the beat, watching it all unfold. He twirled her again and sang out the refrain at last, "Dance, magic, dance! Dance, magic, dance! Put that baby spell on me! Jump, magic, jump!" A peculiar tilt entered his smile just before he switched his other hand down to her waist as well, boosting her up in a perfectly choreographed lift as she yelped in surprise, causing him to throw his head back and laugh. From the group, Nyle was watching this exchange again, more speculatively than was normal, even for him.

Andie looked over toward the water when he'd set her down and danced with her again, pointing as what appeared to be the back of a long, black, scaly creature crested from the water. "Look," she murmured. 

Jareth followed her gaze and nodded for the others to start across, still singing. The scaled body continued to span the stretch of the gap until finally, a large, spiny head surfaced at the end, resting on the other side, eyes closed. The creature was sound asleep. Once everyone was on their way over, he looked down at her, meeting her gaze and looked as if he had something he wanted to say, but he just kept singing, giving her one more playful spin before steadying her and ushering her toward the edge of the chasm.

They both stepped onto the creature's back and Jareth didn't take the chance that stopping his song would be, continuing to repeat the chorus until they were all the way across and well on their way from the area in case the creature woke up right away. The band cheered their exit and soon they were far away from the chasm and the stone musicians. "Who knew you were a singer," Andie commented as she walked beside Jareth just a few steps behind the rest of the group.

"Everyone but you," he chuckled, his voice melodic as it was nice and warmed up now. "Do you sing?"

"In the shower," Andie laughed. "Not publicly like you just did."

"Hm, well, now I know where to go to hear you," Jareth remarked with a wink.

"Good luck with that," she snarked back, looking away to hide a faint blush.

"OH, NO!" Hoggle shouted just feet in front of them and before Jareth and Andie could react and stop walking, they'd toppled into the rest of their group. The added weight on the single spot was enough and they all fell down as the floor once again collapsed under them, though this time they were all rolled into a stone tunnel, issuing a variety of shouts and yells until they spilled onto a ledge, all scrambling to hang on to something. Jareth nearly slid off the edge, but Andie and Leona both grabbed him before he fell, hauling him up.

"Should've let him drop," Nyle remarked, his hand over his nose. "He's threatened enough of us with this place!"

"I'll hex you on the spot if you suggest such treason again!" Jareth shouted at him, putting his arm over his nose and mouth once he stood.

"Would you both just—oh, what is that smell?!" Andie asked miserably.

"Smell?" Didymus wondered, vaguely confused by everyone's disgust.

"It's the Bog!" Hoggle wailed. "The Bog of Eternal Stench!"

"SMELL BAD."

Next chapter: Chapter 9, "And Hardships Unnumbered"

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