MaciTheKitten180

((A/N:  This technically could be "Treasure Me: Pt 6", but it can also be read by itself.~ Links to the rest of the story are in the description.)) Jareth's first major human holiday experience was Halloween. Weeks before the actual celebration, (y/n)'s hometown was decorated with a variety of "spooky" things: skeletons, spiders and cobwebs, gargoyles, ghosts. It was all child's play to Jareth. He could create things far more terrifying and fitting for the holiday. Although the decor became old to the Goblin King, he quickly found things that appealed to him. (y/n) introduced him to many delicacies he never had before. The hot cider was quit

Taiga had more than enough reason to drag himself back home twice as fast as usual. Despite being drenched in sweat, exhausted from practice and mentally dead, he had no time to waste. So he was quick running back home, the sprint to his apartment feeling like it took twice as long as usual, but he wouldn't give up. He couldn't give up on you. 'Just a little farther.' He encouraged himself, turning the corner and locking in on the apartment building. Lived a floor above his father, in order to help take care of him and let him spend time with his grandson who was fresh out the hospital. A precious four month old, born six weeks early and sp

"Niles, put me down." "Hmm...nope." "Niles, seriously, I can walk-" "Not happening, dollface." "Niles!" The archer stoutly ignored your protesting, strolling to the infirmary with you casually slung over his shoulder like a felled deer or something. You had tried yanking on his hair to make him let go, but he pointed out you were in a pretty vulnerable position as-is, so you wisely decided to stop antagonising him. Still, his gait was entirely too cheerful in your opinion (and his hand wandering too far up your thigh), so you made sure to loudly voice your protests. Just in case anybody got the wrong idea. "Sorry, sweetheart," Niles pur