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In a world full of noise and billions of people, there is always that one soul who just clicks. People love to say there are “plenty of fish in the sea,” but they don’t get it—once you’ve found your Nemo, the rest of the ocean just feels like background noise. It’s about that person who makes you smile the second your phone lights up with a message and whose hug feels more like home than any building ever could. Even when we’re caught in the “I wish” stage of a plot twist, the heart knows what it wants. It’s rare, it’s soft, and it’s worth the wait.
Reblog if you’ve found your Nemo (or you’re still out there looking)! Follow for more soft aesthetics and late-night thoughts. 🐚✨


Who would win in a fight?
Nemo (Finding Nemo)
Captain Nemo (Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Seas)
See ResultsFGBSCKSB CHEATER! YOU HAVE TO SAY A BLORBO! YOU EXIST AND WE ARE IN LOVE ALREADY!
DAKKAR
I’ve stood with moai on Easter Island
Braved the dark Sargasso Sea
Fought with rebels on the Bay of Bengal
Still, it’s not enough for me
Yes, it seems the apple’s
Fallen far from its tree
If that makes me nobody
Then nobody is someone that I’d like to be
CYRUS
Permission to come aboard, old friend?
DAKKAR
Cyrus! Do you want your ship back yet?
CYRUS
Mary Katharine would kill me. She did come up with a name, though. Here, look at this.
(papers shuffle)
DAKKAR
The Nautilus? Your wife wants to name the world’s first spaceship after a mollusk?
CYRUS
It stays true to our sea-faring roots!
DAKKAR
You’ve been spending too much time on land. It’s changed you!
CYRUS
(laughs) Says the man with an alias.
DAKKAR
We’ve spanned the shores of Honshu
CYRUS
Worked with fishermen in Brazil
DAKKAR
I drank half my weight at carnival
CYRUS
(laughs) I don’t know how we weren’t killed
DAKKAR
Finding space to grow
DAKKAR, CYRUS
As we sail the vortices
DAKKAR
If that makes me nobody
Then nobody is someone that I’d like to be
CYRUS
(calling out) Forward, helmsman! Forward into tomorrow!
DAKKAR
Tides rise and fall
Like poetry in motion
The water cleans my senses
Each moment is an ocean
And I’m moving within the moving element
Within the changes, changing
Living free when the world around me
Keeps rearranging
Voyagers, one and all
This Searcher’s standing tall
I am mobilis in mobili
CYRUS, CHORUS
Mobilis in mobili
DAKKAR
And if that makes me nobody
CYRUS, CHORUS
Mobilis in mobili
DAKKAR
Then nobody
CYRUS, CHORUS
Nobody
DAKKAR, CYRUS, CHORUS
Is who I’ll be
CYRUS
Several of the Nautilus’s systems are theoretical… development would accelerate if we had materials from home.
DAKKAR
‘Home.’ (beat) I haven’t been to the Blazing World since Margaret’s wedding.
CYRUS
Your sister wishes to visit, but she’s busier than ever.
DAKKAR
(scoffs) With my father’s duties, I’m sure.
CYRUS
He’s become more reclusive. The people are worried. I’m worried.
DAKKAR
(sighs) So am I.
Hi My Princesssssss🥹He’s on the way!
Thank you for delivering him my Nem. I love you forever. MWAH. 💖
Okay people, I need a name that the Stratford twins call Nemo when they’re younger (something parental, but not ‘dad’ or similar). Please do send me suggestions!!!!!