Lil_Box_o'Stories

Day 8 & 9. Ink is not my friend, so I have to draw digitally, but luckily line art isn’t my friend either, so you’re still only getting slightly better than if it was ink junk.

“To those lost in a sea of darkness, light is a precious gift...”

SURPRISE FANART

#inktober day 6: Drool

I mean, spidey can’t be suave all the time.

Day 5: Candy

“Because sometimes the workplace has less rules than the classroom”

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Day 3 of Inktober: Roasted

Wish that I could be like de cool kids.

#inktober #roasted

Day 2 of Inktober: tranquil

“Oh Little Star, Don’t Forget To Breathe”

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One Day Late; One Hour Behind

That feeling when you’re laying in bed, being perpetually late to everything, unable to beat your 2 minute late curse, and still laying in bed....

Hiding in a Forest

Sweetie boy Novisium for the win!

My little star boy all grown up. Been working on character redesigns for two of my stories recently, but I had to draw these up first.

“Enough!” a new voice cascaded over the court leaving none able to speak. Castor had stepped forward, one arm around Novius as the other stripped away his mask. All emotions were present and not a glint was merciful. “One day,” he continued, unfazed by the rising court and murmurs of displeasure from those seated behind, “you’ll see him like I do. Brave. Strong. Naïve. And a far better King than you’ll ever be. You who sits on a throne and looks down upon those less then him. Yes he may be slow now, and constantly late, but unlike you he doesn’t judge. Its his naivety that gives him compassion beyond belief.” Meta paused for a breath. Never had Novius seen this side of his friend. He was always the calm the one; the law abiding one; the one who would do everything to keep the court and king happy. But now he stood between the master of stars and the public eye: unhinged. He could feel Meta’s hand tight on his shoulder and the pounding of his heart. He had paused, but the pressure in the room was only building. “Novius…..” Meta began, head lowered as if he knew the weight the next words would hold, “Novius is the only one I have ever seen in this blackhole of a kingdom who treats everyone equally. For that he has my every respect, and will one day have the respect of all. I know, despite what you think, My Lord…” Meta took on last breath before his death, glowing eyes piercing, uncovered, upon the King. “He will be a thrilling King and I wish you could see that.”

“Come here” she said, “I’ve found something…” Novius could see every star, but he placed his eye to the telescopic lens all the same. To his surprise, it brought the stars closer, a welcomed sight of home. The orb in question seemed familiar, but from the Earth’s space he couldn’t place it.

Since nighttime stopped. So I might as well try. #latenight #monotone #insomnia