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Barn Owl (Tyto alba), family Tytonidae, order Strigiformes, UK
photograph by Russell Finney
Labyrinth (1986) dir. Jim Henson
watched labyrinth recently and loved it sm
I kept on thinking about the idea of the scars...
Note: my mother tongue is Spanish, so the translation of this little text is made with my basic knowledge and an online translation tool. I apologize for any mistakes that the translation may have, and thank you for understanding. Spanish version under the cut!
—The past
The faint moonlight spilled across his skin, splashing him with silvery reflections. Silence filled the room, interrupted only by the murmur of the gentle breeze that drifted through the large glass windows, whispering through the velvet and crystal.
The goblin city glittered under the blanket of night, tucked into a dark, billowing sky, motionless before the castle that towered above it. The goblin city, so still, so calm, that the sight of it through the great window seemed almost an illusion.
Jareth's chest swayed with his breathing, so faint, the movement was almost imperceptible. The ruffles of his shirt spilled down his chest, down his sides, exposing much of his scarred torso. Past whitish and pinkish marks from wounds of all sizes dotted his chest and sides. The largest, thick and jagged, appeared on his right side, extending upward, almost to his heart.
With a gentle movement he brought his hand to that scar, stroking its edge slowly, wearily. His narrowed eyes stared out the window, lost in the tide that stretched as far as the eye could see.
Lost in the memories of the past.
Ever since I saw the movie for the 358th time a few months ago and did some loose sketches in the sketchbook I haven't been able to get Jareth out of my head. Actually I haven't been able to get him out of my head since I first saw him when I was ten, but that's another matter.
The thing is, I've been delving into his character background, writing a fic, and I needed to draw him as I imagined him in my mind. I hope you enjoy my interpretation of the Goblin King. Maybe there will be more drawings of him.
Stay safe and drink water little goblins <3
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Edit: The "shirtless" version with the scars is here
I love this photo so much you've no idea
Today is the day!!! On my way to see Labyrinth in theaters!! So excited you guys 😫☺️
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Saw this on Instagram and decided that it belongs here.
Unfollow me if you think Jareth the Goblin King is straight
Or pretty plastic bracelets 😊😊
Y’know what? Fuck you
*un magics your dance*
Be quiet hes pondering his orb
btw sarah from labyrinth is THE teen girl protagonist. comes equipped with giant green scornful eyes just to let goblin kings know they don't impress her much. she never met a goblin she didn't want to antagonize, scold, befriend, and take home with her, except the one who is human sex symbol david bowie, he has to stay outside while everyone else parties and has a good time. her signature moves are (1) be petty/hormonal (2) hulk smash. she is perfect to me