Skjarn
Skjarn by Corpsehatch
Look at your man. Now look at me. Now look at the ceiling because you’ve fainted from the very sight of my handsomeness. Now you’re waking up. You could look at me again, but do you risk fainting once more? Of course you do. You can’t help yourself. You faint again, realizing this is how you will die, in an endless cycle of swooning. I am not a murderer. But you couldn’t tell by looking at me.
Skjarn by 324b21
It’s fair to say some people hate Skjarn. Okay, most people hate Skjarn. In fact, someone once told me he and a friend started calling their roommate Skjarn as an inside joke, probably because he was a narcissistic douche. Funny thing is, Skjarn was once a roommate of mine too, only I thought he was fucking hilarious.
Alas, that’s a story for another day. Presently we have a fantastic watercolor by 324b21. It has Skjarn doing a hero pose, no doubt stealing a glance at a buxom wench, fully confident the uglies will be bumped later tonight. That is, if Skjarn classified any part of his anatomy as “ugly.” Spoiler alert, he doesn’t.