across the ocean

anonymous asked:

Are you willing to spill a bit more bout the naive bootiful salmon boy


I am.

His pale skin is soft and glows like the moon, his hair is his pride and joy and his legs (when he gets them), are infuriatingly long and pretty.

He’s very affectionate and has unconventional ways of expressing it. He doesn’t see gender or social roles the way people (usually) do, which will give him trouble later on…

Super. Duper. Vain. 

Some Nerd: You see, we humans communicate with each other not only through verbal sounds, but also using signals with our body, especially our hands. For example, when I raise my arm like this and wave it back and forth…

Alien: Dude, we’ve been observing your planet for decades. We know about fucking waving, you asshole.

Some Nerd: Oh. I’m sorry, I thought…

Alien: Can you tell us why some humans live in excessive luxury while others live in poverty despite you all sharing the same planet, and have had the technology to transport goods across oceans for over a century?

Some Nerd: Eh….

Alien: Didn’t think so, numbnuts.

Pike’s poem

Here lies Scanlan the Bard,
a gnome who sang soft but died hard.
To anyone who hears us, both far and wide,
bring us back our dirty friend,
at least one more time.

He may not be tall or brute or rough,
he may be little, but his heart is buff.
We are a party, and every party needs a clown;
without our friend to rein us in,
we’ll burn down your whole fucking town.

You see, I love this gnome very much,
he’s small like me, but he’s touched.
He’s raided and slain,
he’s pooped while he sang, but if he’s gone
forever, I won’t be the same.

Now that he’s learned he’s a dad,
the journey that all of us had,
cannot be in vain–will not be in waste.
Please, Scanlan, open your eyes,
and see your daughter’s face.


There is a nigh-unholy amount of UST in this music video, holy god…

with the pisces crown made of sea shells and her carriage pulled by lilac seahorses
the queen of the undersea has arrived. her laughter like bells, her smile turquoise radiance across the whole ocean floor
her home is where the sea meets the shore


You left, you came back, then you left again. Twice, I had to see you leave. I know life is not a fairy tale but oh, what I wouldn’t do to have you stay for just one more day. I’d sail across the ocean, fight dragons, break my heart along the way, and conquer the world just so you could be mine again. Can’t you see that I love you?

Robert Capa     Truman Capote, Italy      1953

“Just remember: If one bird carried every grain of sand, grain by grain, across the ocean, by the time he got them all on the other side, that would only be the beginning of eternity.” Truman Capote, “In Cold Blood” 1965

Across The Ocean
Our Last Night
Across The Ocean

I. Love. This. Song. It’s so catchy. And it’s just one giant metaphor for…. well, it could be a lot of things. A relationship. A difficult time in life. But it clearly talks about something ambitious. And the melodies are just beautiful the way it slows down a little bit at the end. Ahhhh~ so good.

“We pieced it all together when it just felt right.”

Also, cute lyrics. I’m a sucker for pretty sounding words sung by pretty sounding voices. It might be getting a little obvious by now what kind of music I’m into. If a song has a bunch of screaming, but then has some really beautiful singing parts, I’m almost guaranteed to love it. What other songs like that you got for me?