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Karel Franta (1928-2017), 'The Owl King', ''The Book of Goodnight Stories'' by Vratislav Stovícek, 1982
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#Karel Franta#czech artist#Vratislav Stovícek#the owl king#the book of goodnight stories#children's books#children's illustration#birds#yes birds are real#why does that need to be said?#what's wrong with you people?
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Welcome to Fateheart: a Starless Seaquel blog
'Fateheart: A Starless Seaquel' is my fan-sequel to Erin Morgenstern's 'The Starless Sea'. You can read it here on Ao3. This blog is building upon both books as part of a unified canon - and I will post about them here as if they are a continuum of the same world.
I already have a blog devoted to Zachary and Dorian (link below), but I wanted a place to collect things which resonate with the imagery and world of Fateheart more widely. So here you will find posts which remind me of the new Harbour, poetry which contains flashes of the world beneath the world, excerpts of Fateheart itself, many, many references to both books, and occasionally headcannons which build upon the story told in Fateheart. I will attempt to avoid spoilers, but can't promise anything.
If you have not read Fateheart but you have read The Starless Sea, some of the leaps might seem strange - but I implore you to give Fateheart a chance if you're curious. If you have not read The Starless Sea either, then really what are you doing here - go treat yourself to the most magnificent novel you'll read this Tuesday.
Here's to seeking, and to finding, and to stories which yield new life in the hands of the people who love them.
We rise, we fall
-BoogleBoot
(My main blog is here, my Zachary/Dorian blog is here. Fateheart itself, once more for the people in the gallery, is here)
#I've stuck with the 'Starless Seaquel' pun this far and I'm not giving it up without a fight#The Starless Sea#Fateheart#Erin Morgenstern#Fanfiction#Fanfic#Headcannons#The Harbor#The Harbour#The Owl King#I'm gonna spell Harbour the English way because I am English#And I'm gonna persist in referring to Zachary and Dorian as the Fateheart-Rawlins#bite me#I love it here
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From this -
This post is mostly for those who don't want to have to click on the link in order to read the entirety of The Owl House's series bible.
#the owl house#toh#yes this is real#100% legit#luz noceda#amity blight#edalyn clawthorne#king clawthorne#hunter wittebane#hunter golden guard#willow park#tibbles toh#philip wittebane#emperor belos#lilith clawthorne#toh bat queen#lumity#prince william#paulina#emperor pupa#councilor obron#magistrate bump#sashley#pasha#bruno#bonesborough#the boiling isles#the demon realm
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Dana’s last ‘fuck you’ to Disney
He/they collector
Genderqueer/bi-gender papa king
TWO girlfriend kisses
Onscreen mlm kiss
Implied aladarius
a happy ending to the bi/enby couple
A happy ending to the aro/ace character
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Death to the white Christian puritain
#Toh spoilers#the owl house spoilers#the owl house#watching and dreaming#Lumity#plus the sideline str8 relationship in favor of the gay ones!#i love huntlow but that was so great to see#raeda#clawthorne family#Willow park#Lilith clawthorne#Aladarius#papa king#10k#1k#5k#50k#edit: GUYS I KNOW HUNTLOW ISNT STRAIGHT THIS WAS BEFORE THAT INFORMATION WAS RELEASED
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New Dana art on Insta!!! I remember seeing the drafts for the first and last pieces on her Patreon… I’m especially soft about the Lumity one because not only are they playing sports together and sweating but also. This is Luz getting to play Grudgby at Hexside with her girlfriend all over again AFTER the finale, after the pain and trauma, in the years leading up to the epilogue. After everything she can still be happy and have fun in the Boiling Isles!!!
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Woo finally able to post the piece I did for @raedazineofficial! :D I'm really happy to have been a part of this project and I adore the end result- thanks so much to the organizers and other creators who made it possible!
#raine whispers#eda clawthorne#the owl house#toh fanart#the owl house fanart#raeda#toh raeda#eda#raine#luz#amity#king#hooty#ghost#stringbean#and#owlbert#in the bg!
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NOW EAT THIS SUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#the owl house#toh spoilers#luz noceda#toh#THIS WAS SUCH A DOPE DESIGN.............................................. i start liking it more every time i see it#its such a cute mix of like. king and harpy eda IDK i love it
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WEH!
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#I DON'T WANNA SAY GOODBYE#the owl house spoilers#the owl house#toh spoilers#luz noceda#camila noceda#hunter noceda#vee noceda#amity blight#eda clawthorne#lillith clawthorne#king clawthorne#willow park#gus porter#raine whispers#dana terrace#watching and dreaming
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How It Started vs. How It's Going
The way that this show used it's character designs changes to reflect character growth is just- *chef's kiss*
#the owl house#toh spoilers#luz noceda#eda clawthorne#king clawthorne#willow park#gus porter#amity blight#lilith clawthorne#hunter deamonne#toh hunter#vee noceda#raine whispers
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HC: The King and the One Who Loves Him: an Oil Painting
A one-shot fanfic piece set after the end of Fateheart: A Starless Seaquel - a detail from the halls of the Harbour
In the Harbour upon the Starless Sea, there is a gallery. So called for its long vaulted segments and high stained-glass windows as much for the artwork that comes to populate it. The gallery is one of the louder parts of Harbour life, usually abuzz with the talk and laughter of people coming together to eat or share a drink and to look at the paintings around them, nestled between galleys of books, lit artfully and the subject of many dinnertimes.
The grandest and most beloved of all the gallery paintings is one which arrives a decade or so after the birth of the Harbour, commissioned by two of its earliest members as a tenth anniversary gift to each other. The key feature of the painting is a throne carved of a single tree-stump, with arms carved like sweeping, feathered wings, the back high and regal. There are deep burgundy cushions padding the seat and the back, and into the plush velvet of the back cushion is embroidered in gold thread a large detail almost like a coat of arms: a crown circling a human heart, crossed with a key and a feather, all split down the centre by a sword. Above this insignia the top of the throne itself is carved into the head of an owl, its eyes a deep onyx black and its beak gold.
Both this headpiece carving and the centrepiece crest are obvious and unhindered from view because the only occupant of the throne is sat in it at an extreme angle, lounging against one arm. One leg is over the other arm, one leg to the floor. One of his elbows rests on the armrest, hand and wrist supporting his head. His other arm reaches for his husband, presumably touching him, a caress hidden from view. His posture is easy, casual, his manner relaxed and familiar, as if he has lounged in this throne a thousand times before. His expression is light, his gaze warm as he looks at the man sat at his feet, a little off-centre, his back to one arm of the throne, looking straight out of the painting and into the eyes of each person who views it.
His expression is serious, his knees raised, his arms resting on them, hands unclasped, hanging in the air easily. His hair is grey, his eyes a dark brown, his face unsmiling but lined in a way which suggests he has smiled often. He is seated on the ground, a longsword just visible across his lap. His posture seems alert and attentive, his head held in such a way that the angle of his gaze suggests he sees everything. The confidence and authority in his readiness makes it seem as if there is no creature on earth who could supplant such a man.
His presence clarifies that this is a painting of a king, and a powerful one. The positioning tells the story plainly enough: this throne belongs to one man, and that man belongs to one other. It is the seat of a king who will not be moved, but who moves gladly for his lover. To one side of the throne is a stack of books, their pages guilded in gold and their cloth-bound covers an array of rich colours, titles not visible from the angle of the pile. On the other side is a beehive, dripping with honey which glows as it pools. Into the stump of the base are carved wooden, amber-bodied bees. Between the men: a marriage, a power and a certainty, a myth.
The artist has captured something of the extraordinary beauty of the man in the seat. The rich tone of his dark skin, the unusual silk of the curls in his hair, the slight lift of his parted lips in an almost-smile, supremely at home, supremely sure of himself. There is almost an arrogance to the effortlessness of him here, reclining easily in a throne few would dare to approach, and fewer have ever presumed to touch. The angle of his body, a slender arm reaching out, hand hidden, the incline of his head and asymmetry of his shoulders as he leans back all speak to the absolute confidence of his position.
His shirt is well-detailed: the dense golden thread which disperses out through a black, woven material which is lent a reddish depth by the shimmering embroidery. It is the shirt he was married in, and it complements the glinting rim of his glasses, the details of the throne, and the startling, subtle light which seems to linger over every inch of his skin, even in oil paint. He wears simple black linen pants and he is barefoot.
The man sat at his feet, in a position of guardianship, ownership, devotion, and deference, has very few remarkable features in his outfit, which is almost entirely obfuscated by his posture. The two details of note are the ends of his sleeves, which are beaded and embroidered with reddish-gold beading which suggests that his shirt complements his husband’s, and his socks, which are purple toe socks (though one could be forgiven, at the angle of viewing, for doubting this).
The man sat on the ground might have disappeared, compact as his pose is, in contrast to the wider, open posture of the man on the throne, but the strength of his features and the upright constancy of his gaze draws the eye again and again to meet his own. It is as if he is demanding an attention which he will wait for patiently but unswervingly. And the other man is angled entirely towards the man at his feet, pouring the focus back to his husband. The expression with which he surveys him suggests that it is not only in oil paint that his attention is directed here unceasingly and unbrokenly. There is an intimacy to the reach that the viewer cannot see, but the confidence and righteous possession of it colours the whole painting.
It hangs on the far wall of the gallery in the Harbour for many, many years after the two of them no longer frequent its halls. When it first goes up it is assumed by most Harbour dwellers that the throne, at least, is figurative. Then a while after this it is forgotten that the sword and the title implied are not. And then, long after their presence to confirm or deny such things, it is supposed that the occupants themselves are myths, and that the whole painting is a whimsical, expressive statement about something or the other - a story of some kind - meaning whatever you want it to mean. The only part of it which never falls into question - which remains obvious to all and indisputably true - is the most striking part of the painting: the love which sings between the two men, defining them both, ever the heart of the story.
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By Boogleboot
You can read Fateheart: A Starless Seaquel here
#Fateheart#The Starless Sea#The Owl King#The Harbour#Erin Morgenstern#ZacharyDorian#The Fateheart-Rawlins#fanfiction#headcannon#fanfic#writing
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I also had this space roadtrip idea because I was very sad about Collector returning to space all by himself
This is Part 4 of my platinum bones art dump
Part 3/ part 2/ part 1
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The Bonesborough Brawl
#the owl house#amity blight#luz noceda#lumity#huntlow#raeda#king#gus porter#aladarius#odalia blight#eberwolf the huntsman#my art
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The Collector plays Undertale
#toh#the collector toh#king clawthorne#toh collector#king toh#toh spoilers#the owl house#platinum bones#toh fanart#snake's art
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A kofi gave me free reign to redraw a scene from TOH and I've been thinking about this since we found out King's dad has been watching and loving him this whole time - I'm 100% sure he said hi back 🥺
(bgs are edited from the show)
[Image Description: Six drawings. The first three are a redraw of a scene from The Owl House. King sits on a ship and looks out at the body of the Titan. He raises an arm and says “Um… hi.” The next three drawing show the Titan watching the scene on a cube in the In-Between Realm. He tenderly replies, “Hi.” The piece has a watermark that reads “kaereth. Do not repost.” End Description. Description by quailfence.]
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Happy 1 year Watching and Dreaming Anniversary!
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