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Some illustrations I did for Starkid! For their newest show Cinderella's Castle! You should definitely go to www.teamstarkid.com and watch the show/listen to the cast album 👀 It's pretty great!

milawasbornconfused

You’re beaten!!

rickyisntwatching

Gods?

ethanillustrations

My Cinderella’s Castle Fanart! I loved this show so much!! I hope to the nine good gods that they create more tales in this world, the vibes are so fun.

ammnd

patronsaint-ofthedenial

I will never forgive how quickly the majority of the fandom got over Cinderella's Castle

Edit: I am not asking you to explain or justify why you didn't like it

lilacsandlavenders57

I am fae. I am god. I am mother.

sootchild

I pushed myself with this one. Starkid: Cinderella's Castle

Based off the song "Neon"

Piece based off "Ash to Ash"

Piece based off "Trappings of Starlight

sootchild

Starkid: Cinderella's Castle

Based off the song "Ash to Ash"

Now I am unsure if I like this one or the one I did of Neon better. One more to go.

Trappings of Starlight

sootchild

Starkid: Cinderella's Castle

Based off the song "Trappings of Starlight"

The set it complete!

Ash to Ash and Neon

ricky-mortis

Seeing as the proshot has come out (YIPPIE), I have this headcanon about Ella’s legs post resurrection I would like to share. Essentially it’s this:

After having both of her feet cut off by her stepmother, Ella bled out. Wanting to get her body out of the house, her step mother dumped her rather unceremoniously near where the bodies of Lucy and Justine lay buried; under the tree where the former Lady Ashmore worshipped.

And there she stayed for hours, beginning to rot. That is, until Putrice put on the slippers. As she did so, Ella awoke, rising to see she was in the place her mother once held sacred, where she learned to make her fury righteous. And now awaking to furious starlight running through her veins, the only thing that stopped her from vengeance was her legs. Or rather, the lack of them.

And so she grabbed nearby fallen branches and tinder from the old oak tree and began to construct feet with which she could rise to exact revenge. Held together by the essence of starlight itself, they sparkled somehow even more beautifully than the slippers the Fairy Queen had given her. And thus, she rose glorious in her rage, prepared to exact her revenge.

And here's how I picture them:

Basically with bones of branches and "flesh" of witchglass/starlight.

Additional ideas under the cut:

hellyeahheistbooks

Sir Hop-A-Lot and Tadius meet one day. The old frog is utterly delighted that Ella has such a devoted knight by her side, but the young man still has a lot to learn, and so Hop vows to take him under his wing, so to speak. This is how Tadius gains his new, greatly beloved nickname.

Tadpole.