GIFT FOR @rainbow-wreck YAYAYYAA :D
Throne as Hatsune Miku (Cain-sune Throne-ku??)
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GIFT FOR @rainbow-wreck YAYAYYAA :D
Throne as Hatsune Miku (Cain-sune Throne-ku??)
:3
Uwahwow I don’t post much do I uhhh have this <3
TH!Morden tries to stay awake for a whole 24-hour shift. Throne disapproves. /silly
A series of drawings and doodles that I’ve made this week! :3 almost entirely of Throne’s universe, but there’s a single doodle of my Revons (plus Calisto and C!Connors) lmao
Little drabble of Throne and TH!Calvus :3
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“Why? Why did you destroy my life?!”
The former king of Ravenna shouts in rage at the Captain. His face red with both anger and blood as he glares at the man.
The demigod watches as the old royal struggles to push himself up off the cracked ground. His face as deadpan as ever. Never changing, never expressing anything other than the hollow emptiness in his heart.
“You are damaged. A broken cog in a perfect machine. A tool used far beyond its time. You were obsolete. Therefore, I had to find a solution.”
Calvus’ eyes widened, then narrowed once more as the hate in his soul bubbled and overflowed from its pot.
“Broken- ha! You couldn’t know ‘broken’, even if it shattered you apart! Don’t sound so cocky, you troglodyte! Take one look at yourself, and tell me I’m the broken one here!”
Throne does not react to his taunts. He hardly even moves at all. His monotone voice echoing through the rocky caverns.
He slowly takes a few steps closer. His boots clack and thump as they hit the uneven floor beneath him.
“…I pity you, My King. Your hubris has consumed you. I apologize, for there is nothing I can do.”
The fallen noble scoffs. His stands strong, yet his eyes betray the turmoil within. “I don’t need your pity! I can see through your lies, you beast! You conspired this, didn’t you?! You wanted me to lose! This was all some big humiliation tactic to overthrow my rule!”
The man looks at the sailor. The Patron of Remorse and Grief stares right back.
“Hm. You may see it as such, I suppose. I shall not blame you. However, do not mistake my actions as my feelings. I took no pleasure in ending your rule. You merely did what you thought best for your people— even if you were led astray.”
He approaches further. The monster’s eyes filled with nothing and everything all at the same time. He stops directly in front of the old king.
Calvus fails to pick himself back up. He kneels before the merciful wraith.
“You… I despise you. I hate you. Why won’t you do the same for me? What inhibits you? Why won’t you kill me?”
Throne looks down at the lost one standing in front of him. He holds the blade to the king’s throat.
..and pulls away.
His face does not change. Heavy is the neck of any head who holds the crown of a thousand regrets.
“Because killing you would bring you everlasting peace. Death is easy. A getaway from all of your crimes. Living with what you’ve done is much harder.”
He turns his back from his victim.
And he walks away, leaving Calvus Caesar alone in a hell of his own making.
Another Throne drawing because this silly is spinning around in my mind rent free like a microwave /silly
Mooooore drabble of Throne because he’s a fucking dork /aff
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“Heeeyyyy!! Captain! You’re not dead yet, are you?”
The first thing to greet him as he awakens is the familiar, not-so-comfortingly loud voice of his best friend.
A heavily bandaged Captain opens his eyes. He glances around, quietly taking in his surroundings. It appears he’s been moved into the office.
The man grips the surface he’s been placed on. Feels like a mattress. Must be his bed.
His uniform, drenched in blood, seems to have been placed to the side.
“….” His gaze slowly turns towards the raven-haired fellow standing by his bedside.
“…….no. Thank you for asking, however.”
Morden snorts. They cross their arms and flip their hair in a dramatic manner.
“Of course! I’m the best here, after all. Well- aside from you, Bossman. Juuust wanted to check up on ya.”
Throne hums in reply. He looks around a second time, before tilting his head in a questioning manner.
The other seems to recognize the look, and huffs in understanding.
“We found you floating on the ocean’s surface. Been lookin’ all over for you after you disappeared from Ravenna. Looked like ya took some nasty beatings.”
The captain silently stares. He brushes his hand against Morden’s, gently grasping onto them.
“…I.. apologize for the worry. I had simply escaped from the dungeons.”
He feels his beloved crewmate squeeze his hand in return.
“You what?”
The man simply shrugs. His face remains indifferent, but there feels to be a twinge of sheepishness in his eyes.
“They had kept me there for a few months. It took me a while to find my way out. I am sorry.”
The curse user proceeds to cradle his face in their hands. They narrow their eyes.
“You- don’t you ever fucking apologize to me for that again. Fuck- Cain— we didn’t know. I’m the one that’s sorry. I should’ve looked for you harder. No wonder you look like shit.”
Throne leans into the touch. He lets out a soft huff, lifting a shaky hand to cling onto one of their arms.
“…mhm.”
They stay like that, for a while. Just staring at one another, thousands of things running through their mind, yet so little leaving their mouths.
..eventually, Morden pulls their lover into their arms. Careful not to jostle his wounds.
He lets out a small sigh, before pressing his mouth against the other’s forehead. A gentle kiss.
“….I missed you, dumbass. You know that?”
The leader simply chuckles as a response.
He smiles— a tiny thing, yet just the sight of it makes them want to melt against him.
“The same can be said to you.”
THRONE!! VINCENT!! NO MORE!!!!!! /silly