Upon this Throne sits a King in a worn-out jumper and jeans and a crown of amber honey. He is compact, but terribly quick and strong. His hair is the gleaming brown-gold-silver of bravery, and his smile is comforting as a nest of blankets. One eye is temper, the other patience, and they are both a lovely bright blue.
He is John. He is the Heart.
The other half of my “Upon This Throne” art, based off the lovely fic by ifonlynotnever. I honestly intended to draw the thrones on which John and Sherlock’s Queen sat, but I only finished this at 3am and by that time drawing a toothpick would’ve been beyond me.
♥ Thank you so much for doing this!