Messmer The Impaler - Blog Posts
Base Serpent
I offer my life Cursed in this shrine Broken roots entwined And I feel my insides breaking down I bury it in time I want to be part of light..
music really channels something in me to paint how I am feeling.
I want to believe he reads in his free time.
quick painting before I go to sleep because I love him.
more messmer closeups
gotta do a morgott detox after all this messmer. forgot morg went on vacation, poor guy's just been trapped in charo's for like two weeks. whoops
also messmer's very helpful foot snake:
Messmer and my Tarnished, Rini.
I really wanted to paint references of him and my tarnished.~
Rini : specializes in dragon communion.
Weapon of choice : duel frost sickles.
Preference in stealth / jumping attacks to stun foes.
Messmer the Impaler -
I had to draw my favorite antagonist. *sweats*
his story just hits me in the feels.
Elden Ring/Dark Souls and the Sheer Lack of Fanfics. (A Slight Rant and Ramble.)
Alright, we need to talk, Elden Ring and Dark Souls Fandoms...
There are hundreds of thousands of you out there who love these games... So many, in fact, that they are both some of the most popular game franchises ever made...
So, pray tell, why is there such an atrocious lack of... fanfics!?
Come on, man! I. Want. More. Fanfiction!!
Give me a coffee shop au where Miquella takes Malenia to his favorite coffee shop and introduces her to the cute batista.
Give me a crossover ship between Messmer and Gwyndolin where they help eachother through their familial issues and trauma.
Give me a hurt/no comfort between Radagon and Rennala showing how the divorce went.
Give me an actor au where it shows the behind the scenes and/or bloopers for the character messing up or forgetting their lines.
Give me a Gwyndolin x Chosen Undead!reader with extra fluff and a side of gentle smut.
Give me Rennala x Carian Knight!reader where you help take care of her while she's in the library.
Give me a modern crossover au where Malenia is dating Gwynevere and going through the motions of being a cute, domestic couple before ending it with them being wife and wife and officially married. (I desperately want to see this one, I'm BEGGING.)
Give me a crack fic where Gwyndolin takes his snakes to the vet.
Give me a canon divergence au where you save Godwyn from being assassinated.
Give me Godwyn x Consort!reader where you and him are married.
Give me modern au Godwyn where he's a himbo who forgot his wallet at home to pay for his singular candy bar.
Give me a Godwyn x Tarnished!reader were you get to peg him. (I would also read this one, btw...)
Give me Godwyn with a breeding kink.
You know what...
Just give me any Godwyn fanfics!
Don't be shy people, make some more!
Make me some fanfiction or else I will ascend to godhood and place an eternal curse upon thee! 😡
..please? 🙏
Pretty please with a cherry on top..?
Just give me more Godwyn, please! 😭
(More Gwyndolin would also be IMMENSELY appreciated.)
I'm re-learning how to draw! Have a little drawing of my Tarnished, Her name is Astra and she's a sorceress and katana user!
How to stay motivated in math class👩🏻🍳
(I need him...carnaly.)
My Fellow Tarnished I still don't know how to bloody use this App so forgive me if I maketh a mistake! But consider mayhaps to check out my Tarnished x Messmer Slowburn Fanfic on Ao3
Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Its is a truly a work that I'm proud of! And It is still in continuation
https://archiveofourown.org/works/59368852/chapters/151410670
I would love to see Ye thoughts on it and expectations! But for now have this! *throws badly drawn Messmer and runs away to write chapter 8*
Is this the first thing I'm gonna post on here? Yes. Is it about a smexy tall snake demi-god from a video game that has even more layers than an onion? Yes. Should I rather be writing the Fanfic about said man? Yes. Am I procrastinating? …Maybe?
All fun and games aside, welcome to my silly little Tumblr blog lmao
Do check out my fanfic about said sexy demi-god man❤️
https://archiveofourown.org/works/59368852/chapters/151410670
Hark, Lord Impaler - Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own any of characters or events from Elden Ring.
Author’s Notes: A little 800 words as a start. Just a little setup for the story that our main character will reminisce on quite often. Also, thanks @asianbutnotjapanese for being one of the few people interested!
Summary: Messmer saves a human child during an attack on a hornsent settlement.
Warnings: Violence, depictions of blood/wounds, depictions of war
Smoke swirled in the air like an evil veil, heavy and black, shrouding the town once bustling with everyday activity in a menacing darkness. The light illuminating the streets was not that of the setting sun, but the red glow of wild flames. The air was thick with the smell of burning; burning buildings, burning flesh. Charred bodies littered the ground, others were still dying. The wailing of women and children pierced through the clashing of steel and shouting of soldiers like the swords and spears ripping through bellies.
Messmer the Impaler watched this chaos ensue with no expression. The hornsent at his feet spasmed, attempting to curse his killer with its final breath, but all that came out was gurgling nonsense as blood bubbled from its mouth. The leader of the crusade pulled his wicked spear from the hornsent– its blood pooling at his feet– death throes now finished.
Be it one man, be it a whole city; even the most horrific killing could become nothing more than a chore, given time.
The red serpents craned their heads around, observing the genocide– for this was no battle– on behalf of Messmer. Messmer saw through their eyes, as they were one with his body since birth, and he had no eyes of his own. Not anymore. Not since his mother gouged his only working eye and replaced it with her own seal. His fist gripped his spear tighter as his mind drifted to that memory.
No, he should not feel anger, or dare he say hurt. That had been for the best. He was a danger to his mother and her Golden Order otherwise. He was a monster, and she had been right to seal that dark serpent away inside of him. Mother understood though, and would let him into her golden lands soon enough. Just as soon as he avenged her people.
A serpent hissed and Messmer blinked his way back to reality to see a child, wrists bound in rope, raise a dagger and plunge it into the back of her captor. The demigod raised his hand to kill her with his cursed fire when he realized she slew a hornsent, not one of his men. Not just a child, but a human child, and therefore someone he was obligated not to kill, perhaps even save.
The girl was rather scrawny, covered in grime and blood, and could be no older than four and ten. Perhaps the hornsent had taken her to be stuffed in a jar and melded as the savages did with so many. Her eyes were wide with fear that was only amplified tenfold when she saw Sir Messmer. She trembled from terror and exhaustion but otherwise didn’t move, torn between awe and horror at the sight of the demigod until something finally pulled her attention away from him and had her try to run. She didn't make it far before she tripped over an object concealed with soot. The ash plastered to her skin as she wildly turned around to see a towering horned warrior of the hornsent slowly approach her, raising its great iron sword to cleave her in half, paying Messmer no mind, if it had seen him at all.
Messmer threw his spear at the warrior, killing it in a single shot. The spear skewered the hornsent with a splatter of blood and lodged itself firmly into the ground until the Impaler summoned it back to his hand. The body fell to the ground with a thud. He ambled to where the girl had fallen and let a serpent extend to allow him a better look. Her body lay limp and unconscious, her breathing rasped softly, the only indication of life in her yet. Blood– whether it was her own or another’s– had seeped into her clothes, dying the shawl around her shoulders a dark red, as if a gruesome mockery of Messmer’s own garment. Perhaps it was a sign from Marika. If so, it was a cruel one, but– he thought with a grimace– it was not outside of his mother’s nature to be cruel…far from it.
Her eyes fluttered open briefly and she groaned in pain. Messmer took a moment to locate one of his men, simultaneously noticing the battle was beginning to dwindle like the flames devouring the buildings.
“Soldier,” he addressed the first of his men to come close, “Dost deliver this child unto one who may tend to her health.”
The soldier nodded in acknowledgment and came to carefully lift the girl in his arms and carry her off. Messmer watched as they faded out of view into the mist of cinders and ash. Once he had gotten to regrouping his troops and having it made sure that no hornsent remained alive, the girl was quickly forgotten. She did not cross his mind again until they were far from the smoldering ruins.
The Impaler looked at his most trusted knights, their armor gleaming, scarlet capes flowing behind them, untouched by most of the filth of battle. He thought again of the girl’s blood-soaked cloth and decided to thank his mother for the supposed sign.
Perhaps there was use to be made of that child yet.
Elden Ring fic anyone?
I’ve been thinking about writing a story of a fire knight squire named Eris. Can’t say what the plot is exactly yet, but she ran away from home as a child, got captured and nearly killed by hornsent, and was saved by Messmer. Surprisingly, she is allowed to be mentored by Messmer’s own knights. Forever in debt to her lord and savior, the Impaler, she dreams to swear fealty to him as a knight until the night of and runs off, afraid of being trapped to that life after her anxiety got the better of her. She runs off to the Lands Between and finds Rogier and D when they were still friends. The guilt of leaving her Lord Impaler burdens her until at some point I’ll have her return to face him about her cowardice.
Also, there will most definitely be angst and quite possibly some poor use of Messmer’s ye old English. Might romance her and my favorite sorcerer, who knows 👀
Messmer looks... slightly familiar...
(the artist's tag is in the bottom left corner btw ;3)
This isn't bad, at all...just my favorite men of all damn time, and they give off similar vibes yk?
I loved Julian from arcana, he has a similar design and came first, although he's kinda slutty sassy he's still perfect.
Meanwhile messmer is just the similar vibe, hes absolutely slutty but instead of sassy he's just one of those emo-ish bad guys who will rock your world and maybe feed you to his snake, who knows?
Also if you never have ..i recommend playing Arcana unironically... because as i like the story, there's just some charm of the characters you'll always remember even for a mobile game...
Live laugh messmer and julian
Belurat-inspired outfit for a young (two-eyed!) Messmer.
found this note while looking at huws tomb for writing refs a few weeks ago 😭
In the dlc gameplay trailer, we see a boss version of Huw placed in Rellana's arena. Which of my two brain cells should I side with: the one that believes Huw used to drop by for a spar or two with Rellana because… reasons (¬‿¬ ), or the one convinced that a Black Knight character was meant to be the Sword of Messmer at some point? 🧠😂
I am on board with huw and rellana sparring. not even for legitimate combat reasons, but for the MOST petty shit - like who gets to walk the battlements with messmer or sit next to him at dinner, or other utterly inconsequential things.
I also think rellana matches messmer's freakish height, so any sparring with huw involves a comical height difference.
do you see my vision anon
If Messmer is an Empyrean, I think the winged serpents could be his other self. Them being one of his aspects would explain the otherwise mysterious nature of their intertwined existence, only unlike Marika/Radagon or Miquella/Trina, they were never fully separated. Messmer is a snake, having a snake as his other half only makes sense.
Messmer's unused voice lines I never heard about before?
"For what purpose... did I..."
Not sure if it’s just me who’s been living under a rock for the past 8 months or not, but apparently besides the cut dialogue related to Miquella, Messmer also has unused audio files (the lines Jack Barton actually voiced). Here Messmer politely reminds Tarnished that we're both unworthy of the Erdtree and even questions his own actions with a broken voice:
Video from: Cinematic Showcase: Messmer The Impaler - Elden Ring Shadow of The Erdtree
How I'm imagining Messmer acts every time he kills me...
This is the backflip anon! There were no puns, just my excited bubbling. I hope it didn't come off as rude or anything. Thanks so much for taking the time to reply and for the drawing! Unshaved Huw looks so handsome 😳 – I was not prepared to feel shy.
you didn't come off as rude at all, Backflip Anon, do not worry. I appreciate the message very much •ᴗ• among other things it keeps me picking up my pen and doodling them when I should be doing other things.
*flying in on the wings after finishing chapter 11* If I were a big artist, I would've been the most insufferable Huw/Messmer propagandist ever. I would've drawn legions to their church 😂 (It's actually a subsidiary of Messmer's harem church, but shhhh - Huw would be one of the top two waifus in there. Or husbandos. Whichever one prefer.) Hope you don’t mind me asking - how did you discover the ship, and how did they end up in the outline of your fic in their final glorious form? 😌
Anon you do not need to be a "big artist" to make and enjoy your own propaganda. Make whatever you want forever (◕‿◕) When I lay down to die I do not intend for one of my last regrets to be “damn, I wish I’d made more niche cringe art that brought me personal satisfaction and served as a joyful escape from the crushing realities of life.”
As to how I “discovered” the ship, it just seemed to me the most (canonically) compelling way to contrast, in writing, the intimacy and eventual breakdown of Messmer’s familial situation (himself, Melina, Marika) with his navigation of the world beyond that (and who else might serve as an influence/conduit for his actions and worldview). It’s one of the more interesting implied facets of his character: that while he is cursed and eventually abandoned, his armies are/were loyal to him to the point of accepting eternity in a forsaken realm to see their duty done. This also makes any kind of rebellion/betrayal starker and more intriguing.
To be obvious, devotion -> betrayal is incredible scaffolding already over which to build the progression of a relationship - which can then further explore all these junctures of loyalty, subservience, camaraderie, intimacy, and so on.
And that Messmer is betrayed by someone close enough to him personally that he is canonically remorseful about it: there was already nuance, but now there are STAKES. Warlord doesn’t think twice about his quotidian genocidal crusade, but he is upset that a subordinate left him on read. Also, power dynamic.
And that is why, despite not being a “big artist”, I am in my corner making them kiss.
Apparently y’all like your deranged men so here’s another one lol
Chapters: 11/12 Fandom: Elden Ring (Shadow of the Erdtree spoilers) Characters: Messmer, Melina, Queen Marika Additional Tags: Messmer and Melina are twins and Marika is going at it single-mom style, featuring assorted Shadow Realm NPC cameos (Black Knight Huw, Count Ymir, Inquisitor Jori, Rellana, Messmer’s assorted knights); the usual greek tragedy family dynamics, a frankly disproportionate amount of worldbuilding, Hornsent culture pre-crusade (is theocratic apartheid), some shipping as set dressing though not until later chapters
Summary:
Those who have never birthed something from a forge think all fires burn the same. Messmer and Melina know better.
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Updated every week
"Embrace thine oblivion, as shall I"
Messmer's line when he kills you in phase 2 hits different in Japanese: 「燃え尽きるがよい。我と共に」 — "Burn out with me." He isn't just bonking you into oblivion and then follows the same fate, he's making a proposal to burn together. IMO, the Japanese feels more intimate and dramatic, the English more detached and abstract.
