Alarik Ióhan Geatland . PhD. Swede from Arendelle, Norway. Icon by IG: @rolins and header by IG: @marissabellesart
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~Into the Unknown~

Sth I did for an art collab that I didn't post here yet (now's the perfect time to post an Elsa drawing😎)
Happy winter and happy new year!!❄️
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City of Ice
Final product of the amazing art commission by champurradont on Instagram!
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i love that you can gain a small following on this wwebsite just by being unrelentingly insane
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City of Ice
Art by champurradont on Instagram!
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you're an older sibling ?? and what for ??? your younger sibling becoming taller than you ????
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when men roll up their sleeves and show their slutty little forearms i wither away like a victorian man seeing ankles for the first time
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Pancake kitchen
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I like calm men. Men who don’t shout or break things when they’re mad. Men who tell you exactly how they feel. Men who communicate. Men who talk you in a gentle, low voice telling you what made them mad or what you did wrong, but never blame you and make you feel bad about it.
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It's December 21! It's my birthday!
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I cannot put into mortal words how fucking badly I want that swedish goat to burn. We live in a modern surveillance hellscape and not only is big brother watching you but he’s monitoring your purchase habits so he can sell you a smart refrigerator that will spy on you for the cia. the full weight of modern technology can be rallied to protect that straw monument to human hubris and I want us to burn it anyway. I want the might of modern society to crumple in the face of a drunk swede with a zippo lighter. we can do it just take my hand
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Personally, I think the best way to burn the Gävle goat would be to infiltrate the security team, play the long game y'know. Join the team and keep the goat safe for 3 or 4 years, maybe even 10 years, make them trust you, maybe marry a fellow security person. Then, when they least expect it, whoosh up goes the goat, your beloved is the first on the scene, you see the devastation in their eyes as they ask 'why? Was it all a con?' And you will sweep your beloved off their feet and dip them in front of the blazing goat as the head crumbles into itself sending up a column of dramatic flames. And you will declare your love for two things: arson, and them. And then you sloppy kiss and run away from the law together.
Eighteen years later, a young person who looks suspiciously like the both of you joins the security team...
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elsa sketches, as promised
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