The winged snakes were Messmer's constant companions.
They were there when the base serpent was sealed away behind his eye. They were there through his eternity of suffering.
They will accompany him yet, in his hideous new form, born when he destroyed the grace granted by his mother. They have accepted his fate as much as he.
I know I said I wouldn’t do anything serious for Messmer until I figured out a definitive style for him, but I had to get this one out of my system, else I was gonna explode 😅
It’s not perfect, his face or hair might change next week, the snake placement’s probably off, but I don’t care. This wasn’t about looking pretty. It was about letting out a feeling that hit me while sketching a sleeping Messmer with the snake wrapped around him (the helmet description really got me 😭).... It’s wild how just a few lines of text can carry so much sorrow! I’ve never cried over a piece of fiction, but reading the heartbreaking lines right after his death almost made me
Here’s my silly sketch if you're curious how it started 😆
What if you could track posts on Tumblr and see when people comment on a post you commented on... I mean can you imagine? You'd always know if someone wrote it.
Scumbag university has made it even more of a difficult task to opt out of the "mandatory" health and dental plan you're re-enlisted in every fucking year. NO. I DON'T WANT TO PAY 250$ FOR SOMETHING I ALREADY HAVE AND HAVE BEEN TELLING YOU EVERY FUCKING YEAR THAT I DON'T NEED IT.