beneaththemoss
beneaththemoss
Kent’s Corner
25 posts
A young guy with an 18th century museum for a soul. Posts on art/biology/gay shit/Lombard/linguistics/and whatever I feel like in the moment.
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
the plural of toys ‘r’ us is toys ‘r’ i
5 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Photo
Un picinin bagai de i montagne.
A little boy of the mountains.
Tumblr media
16K notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
how do I tell my brain to not want to immediately study every language I come across
155 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Photo
“Cosa te vardeet, picinin volp?”
What are you watching, little fox?
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Qu’est-ce que tu regardes petit renard?
70K notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
I want to get lost, with only a fern-leaf for cover once rain comes.
4 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
Merlin: “How’s the boy?”
Morgana: “He’s very pale”
Merlin, looking paler than the boy: “Oh no”
38 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
this is a mowed grass lawn hate post; why have boring grass when you can have something as beautiful as this???
grass lawns are terrible for the environment and the aesthetics
50 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
One of my favourite thing about Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell is the amount of times that various men describe each other as handsome. Men in the past were much less afraid of admiring the beauty of a fellow man, without fearing for their manliness.
37 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
art.
42 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
Need a Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell movie with Colin Morgan as Jonathan Strange and David Tennant as Mr Norrell.
17 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
arthur: you can’t address me like that
merlin:
Tumblr media
1K notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
Ropa negra, ventana cerrada
no pueden matar la tristeza
no en silencia o viuda mirada
veo yo su memoria belleza
Pienso en tiempos más lindos
en días de sol y calor
en lichi y en tamarindos
y en silencia de amor
Palabras y cuentas de oro
su regalo que me daba
su buen trabajo que yo doro
de su vida que pasaba
Amado abuelo, abuela amada
están, de nuevo, juntos
están en cielos y le falta nada
yo sé que están con Dios.
-Kent Fjalar (beneaththemoss)
12 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
Lu l'è trop bell.
"He is too cute".
Tumblr media
109 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Photo
Tumblr media
Vœli desmentegar tuts i mè responsabilitaa e caminar ind el bosc
“I want to forget all my responsibilities and wander in the forest”
16 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
Almost Heaven, Isak Danielson (2020)
2 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Photo
”Al l’è mei”
(That’s better)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
That’s better
424 notes · View notes
beneaththemoss · 4 years ago
Photo
”Vesser, o vesser miga, la l’è la domanda”
(To be, or not to be, that is the question)
Tumblr media
Kevin Kline’s Hamlet in 1990.
26 notes · View notes