#gothstar

[zannaaaaaaahh]

Fuck you *gothstars your stargoth*

Credits to Frying Pan on Pinterest for the color swapped stargoth trend 🫶

[ego-sum-deus-fractus]

Posted this in the Cinderella boy community already BUT I'm posting it in the main tag too!

There's ABSOLUTELY NO way Buddy, Victorian street orphan, can cook btw.

(Loser boy Buddy who used to fight in the streets... Yeah I know Chase would love him)

[numspac3d]

I mean, I was kinda excited to see how Chase might've looked in one of Buddy's fits when he grabbed Violet to go in the book, but I suppose it makes sense that Violet wouldn't do that for him

He somehow STILL looks 🤑🤑

..even though it's literally just his clothes but purple. Look at him scheming 🥹🥹

Now all we need is black hair and blue eyes and he'd look exactly like his gothstar version..

[sleepdeprivedshrimp]

WHO DO YOU PREFER?? (these results are going to be combined with a poll on yt for fanart)

Blonde Buddy

Emo Chase

BOTH!!! GOTHSTAR!!!

Idc I just want results/who are these people

Voting ended onJun 26

[alexphylaxis]

haven’t used digital in a very looong while, so it kinda sucks! good thing its just a wip

[musicsuggestions956]

Song of the Day: One Step

Artists: Johnny Based

Lyrics: English

Album: GothStar

Genre: Goth Alternative

[c-conztantine]

!!!

[arottingkiss]

her walk tells a hymn, her f☠︎︎☠︎︎tsteps s☠︎︎und a cadence f☠︎︎r lifting c☠︎︎rses

how prude to believe that you

can curse my name into water

when water and i are immensely close.

my tears drown my enemies.

how prude to believe that you

can write misfortune into my

name on paper when that paper

was carved from the trees

of my ancestors?

how prude to believe that you

can use fire to burn my timeline

into bane when i walk through

fire with ember?

how prude to believe that you

can curse the winds into misguiding

my internal compass when my

ancestors used it as an instrument?

how prude to believe that the

winds

would help you guide a curse

to my name when it suffocates

and silences the breath of all

who desired for me to vow and

bow at the misfortune that

their shortcomings attempted

to speak over my fate.

how prude to believe that the

water would help you rob my

lands of fortune when the water

still carries the memory of all

of my ancestors voices and

footprints.

how prude to believe that you

can convince fire to speak

of my name with vain when

it burns all of those that

have ill intentions towards

my essence.

how prude to believe that

you can turn the herbs against

my essence when my footsteps

scare up all curses that quietly

prophesied destruction over

all lands.

how, fucking, prude...

— 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝗴𝗼𝘁𝗵𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗹𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 (𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘱𝘢𝘬𝘶, uǝɹplıɥɔ ʍopɐɥs ǝɥʇ ɟo ɹǝɥʇoɯ)