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harruandlou · 2 months
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☀️sunshine, baby! | E | 106k
Louis was the first one down the row for their group. If he hadn’t been they would have never met. He was turned around, walking backwards and saying to Liam, “No, I’ll get you to a real footie match next,” when he bumped into someone. “Oops,” Louis laughed, tripping over his own feet. A hand curled around his upper arm as he nearly fell over the seat in front of him. “Sorry about that, mate.” He turned around, still teetering in his vans, to apologize again, but the words dried in his throat. Another hand gripped his other elbow, steadying him, but all Louis could see were green eyes and dimples. “Hi,” the man laughed, a bright, bubbling sound. “Are you okay?”
Or Louis is in his first year of law school, Harry is a junior on the swim team dreaming of the Olympics, and they both agree that they don't have time for anything more than friends with benefits... right?
💛written for @1dsongfest💛
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inkluvs · 11 months
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❝ i’ve never seen someone lit from within, blurrin’ out my periphery ❞
swimmer! steve — requested by @katsu28
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sneverussape · 1 year
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read @divinityin-motion’s fic Psychological Warfare and i couldn’t NOT draw slovenian olympian swimmer severus snape. such a well done fic and as a swimmer myself i can tell you the internal monologue sirius does is 10000% accurate.
(also i know sirius’s’ event is free* and they’re doing the fly in that pic so i claim artistic license because my event is fly 😅)
*free = freestyle fly = butterfly
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judgementdaysunshine · 3 months
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Swimmer
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I'll take the chance
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frameshiftworks · 10 months
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Sketches from the week
Lifeguard Kat X Swimmer Sana, because it's summer and I still haven't gone swimming yet >:(
And Sana being stylish :) look at my girl :D
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dictearchive · 1 year
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emry-stars-art · 11 days
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Okay listen. When I decided to give squid Jean (squean) bite marks/scars last year I was just making it make sense that he lived with a pod of orcas who thought it was super fun to scare him and threaten him, I didn’t know tsc would come out and make that detail somehow 100x worse
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Someone get this kid to Whalemack and Abby stat :( thank you Renee
Find the mer aus masterpost here
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ronnierosest · 2 months
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Zakkura "So he never initiates, never asks, and waits." - inspired by a fanfiction we're friends, right? (very adult) by totosheadset
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smilysstuff · 2 months
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Castle Swimmer AU👀👀 God I just love combining my two favourite things don't I
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sun-e-chips · 3 months
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Finally finished moons design for the waterpark au yay!
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sunshineinagrove · 3 months
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The Chain if they were competitive swimmers except I only have ideas for a few of them
Sky: He's a sprinter, good in any stroke but best in fly. His track starts are ✨ flawless ✨ but we don't talk about his underwaters.
Legend: Jack of all trades, he has some beef with the water but he still races. He'll swim anything but likes long distance events. Good track starts and his dolphin kick is incredibly fast.
Four: Races IM and also enjoys Medley relays. (Vio: Breast, Blue: Free, Green: Fly, Red: Back)
And that's it for now, this is definitely staying in my head though.
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harruandlou · 2 months
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☀️sunshine, baby! | coming march 21st
💦Uni AU 🔸Friends with Benefits🔹Lust at First sight
“Meeting you, I think.” Louis moved just the barest amount closer. He could feel the gentle swish from Harry’s movement in the water around his own legs. “What about me?” “Dunno,” Harry said, his hand skimming against Louis’ forearm just briefly under the surface. “The way you laughed when you could have fallen down twenty rows and gone splat. I thought, I want to know him.” “Because I could have fallen to my death?” “Because you thought it was funny. You bumped into me and you apologized like you barely felt bad about it, which should have been rude, but it wasn’t.” Louis’ foot brushed Harry’s ankle and then his hand bumped Harry’s. “I didn’t feel bad about it. Best thing that had happened to me all day, if I’m being honest.”
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thisapplepielife · 5 months
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Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles December challenge.
Go For Gold
Prompt Day 22: Sports AU | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: None | Tags: Swimming AU, Olympic Trials, Racing, Rivalry, A Dash of Secret Relationship, Eddie & Gareth are BFFs
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Eddie steps up onto the block. Rolls his shoulders. His neck. Gareth is two lanes down, in six. Eddie can see him bouncing up and down. Can tell he's nervous. Gareth didn't make the Olympic team at twenty, now he's fighting for a spot at twenty-four.
If Steve's nervous in lane five, between Eddie and Gareth, you'd never know it. Steve's twenty-seven, and has been doing this since he was fifteen. Eddie's Olympic debut came at twenty, but he thinks he was immature, even then. 
Steve has his game face on, his no-nonsense, no-bullshit approach to the sport. You don't bother Steve Harrington once he steps on the deck. It's just not done. Hell, you don't talk to him in the ready room, either. Steve will have his headphones on, serious as shit, not talking to anyone. Not even listening. Zoned out. 
Eddie is the only exception to the rule, and it's a power he doesn't abuse often. He's not trying to break Steve's focus, it's unsportsmanlike. Instead, Eddie will roughhouse with the other guys. The ones that like that to get their blood pumping before a race. 
Eddie is just a little looser. A free spirit, looking for fun. 
Sure, he wants to win medals, but it's not that serious. 
Well, it is that serious, if he's honest. Because Eddie's never trained as hard as he has in the last four years. He wants it. Bad.
For once in their parallel careers, Eddie isn't sure that Steve wants it more than he does. Steve staying in bed, while Eddie drags himself to the pool at the ass-crack of dawn. Eddie isn't sure Steve has anything left to prove. He broke all the records four years ago. 
Their rivalry is stuff of legend. Full of stupid commentary, like: "Without Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson would be the best swimmer of his generation," as if it's that simple. Without chasing Steve, Eddie thinks he might not have pushed this hard. It's a stupid hypothetical. 
This is their third Olympic Trials as number one and two. And you have to stay one and two, if you want to make the Olympic Team. You need to touch the wall first or second, with a crowd of twelve-thousand breathing down your neck every time your head breaks through the water.
They always say first is first, and second is also first, when it comes to Trials. But that's not true. Not really.
Steve Harrington definitely doesn't think so. 
Steve's not at the top of his game. He's hurting. He's getting older. They both are. Eddie's a year older, but hasn't pushed himself quite as hard. Hard, sure. But not to the extent that Steve has, year-over-year. 
Swimming's still fun for Eddie, but he's not sure that's true for Steve. Eddie thinks this might be Steve's last year, his last Olympics, and that hurts to think about. Eddie isn't ready to be done, he's still having fun, but doing it without Steve in the lane next to him seems sad.
When the buzzer sounds, they're launching into the pool, swimming the butterfly, the first leg of the 400 I.M. 
Eddie pulls ahead, but knows it won't last through the butterfly leg. Steve'll catch him, pass him, sure as shit. 
And that's how it goes. 
At the halfway mark, Eddie pops up fifty meters into the backstroke, and glances to his left and Gareth is out ahead of not only him, but Steve, too. The little shit is a helluva backstroker, these days. Steve's a half body length behind the both of them, and that's disconcerting. 
Eddie wants to beat him, absolutely, but he doesn't want Steve to fail, either. It's hard, when two people you love are also competing for a slot you want.
Switching to the breaststroke, Eddie catches Gareth quickly, and by the first turn has pulled ahead of both of them. By almost a body length, heading into the freestyle. Eddie needs that lead if he's gonna stay ahead of Steve to the end.
And he can see Steve closing the gap, but Eddie doesn't think Steve's got enough room to catch him.
And he doesn't. 
They go one-two, and for the first time at an Olympic Trials, Steve's number two.
Eddie hangs onto the lane rope and smiles, chest heaving. Steve swims towards him, also breathing hard, pulling him into a hug. Eddie hugs back, clinging to him.
"You got me," Steve says in his ear, and Eddie laughs. He's well aware they're being filmed, broadcast on live television, so he just claps Steve on the shoulder, laughs, and pulls away. Gareth is swimming under the rope, to get to Eddie, too.
"You did good, kid. You were ahead of us both!" Eddie shouts over the noise, and Gareth smiles. Eddie knew the odds weren't in Gareth's favor here, but Eddie will be right there, cheering him on in his other events. Hoping Gareth still snags a spot.
After their cooldowns, and the rest of the races for the night, they drag themselves back to the hotel. And like always, Steve's his roommate. It's been that way since the beginning. An unlikely duo, with a friendship that people like to write articles about, not totally understanding it.
Eddie dumps his bag on the floor, collapsing on his bed, groaning.
"I'm dead, bury me now," Eddie whines, smashing his face in the pillow.
Steve laughs, toeing off his shoes, and crawling in bed beside him. They have two beds, they always do, but unless it's the night before a competition, they usually squeeze into one. That's been interesting in some of the Olympic villages. Those beds are small.
Eddie rolls onto his side, and Steve slings his arm over him, pulling him closer.
"Okay, let's hear you gloat," Steve says, and Eddie laughs, leaning into Steve.
"This old man kicked your ass," Eddie says, grinning, and Steve shuts him up by pressing his lips to Eddie's, kissing him, hugging their bone-tired bodies together.
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Notes: Yeah, they are based loosely on Phelps and Lochte. Two very different versions of a pro-athlete, but somehow friends. Roommates at meets, always each other's card partner, etc. (And this race, in particular.)
Olympic Trials are the end all and be all in getting on the USA Olympic Swim Team. You don't get a spot unless you finish in the top 2 (and 3-6 in the freestyle where there will be a relay.) Unlike, say, figure skating, where it is entirely up to committees. Or gymnastics, where it's half-and-half.
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madmutts · 6 months
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Genuine question because I'm a biology nerd: in nature, softshell turtles can conduct aquatic respiration through the pores in their shells. So. Can Tello breathe underwater.
I cannot breathe underwater, really. But I can absolutely stay under for much longer than my brothers. The longest I've remained submerged was 5 hours and 47 minutes. However, I'm sure if I ran more tests such as that, I could come out with a longer time.
I am also the best swimmer ✨
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findafight · 2 years
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I have been thinking of my Swimmer Steve au babyyyy...
Except. It isn't Will that gets stuck in the upsidedown. Its Dustin. His mom flips her shit and reports it that night, calling Karen and then Sue and then Joyce. No one's seen her boy.
Susan holds her hand as she looks through pictures for his missing poster. (they have been best friends since childhood and Lucas and Dustin have know each other since birth). She refuses to believe Dustin ran away or got lost in the woods because he knows better than that. Wouldn't have left Will by himself just to get lost in the woods!!
Joyce gets Jonathan to help put up posters at the highschool, and Robin and Steve see it and are like oh that's sad...but how are we, fifteen and sixteen year olds, supposed to help. And continue on with their regularly scheduled Tuesday plans.
Which is why Steve swims in his pool for probably the last time of the season, it's getting way too cold and he should have drained it before Halloween anyways, and pulls on sweats and a hoodie before tugging the pool cover, accidentally cutting his hand on the crank. (It's getting cold and his hands are drying out so his skin just caught and tore a little) and then he's gone.
Last post etc. Robin freaks and bikes to the police station to report Steve missing at lunch. His parents won't be home for another week and no one else besides his coach would even really care he's gone except maybe Nancy, who Steve is sorta dating after the teasing about Brazilian Gymnast made it clear that Buckley and Harrington weren't dating (yet, some say) but Nancy doesn't know his schedule well enough to know something's wrong soon enough.
And when asked how she knows he wouldn't skip town by a disinterested police officer OR Jonathan Byers I haven't decided which, (disregarding the fact his car was still in the driveway) a stressed and upset Robin says "because he would have taken me with him!" Because he would have. They'd talked about it, leaving Hawkins once they graduate and not looking back. Getting an apartment together and maybe working the same shitty retain job to make ends meet as she coaches him into gold medals.
If Steve were to run away, he would have taken her with him. But he didn't. Robin was still in Hawkins and Steve was gone. He didn't run away.
And then Dustin's "body" is found. Claudia knows it's not her boy. They didn't let her close to him but she saw, she saw, that the corpse on the table had front teeth, and her Dustin didn't. Susan Sinclair is beside her, nodding, and stands behind her as she tells Chief Hopper this. That it couldn't be her son because he had a condition, his teeth hadn't come in yet and he didn't have collar bones.
Meanwhile, Jonathan develops the pictures he took while going through the woods trying to help look for Dustin. He has one of Steve, standing bare footed in the pool gutter with his sweats rolled up, grimicing at his sliced hand, as something looms behind him. No Robin don't worry about the picture of shirtless and dripping Steve before that it's nothing a misshot don't mention it again
Dustin, who was pretty ambivalent about Hawkins' resident Olympic hopeful, clings to him in the upsidedown. He's glad he's bigger than Dustin and strong enough to be able to carry him if they need to run fast. Steve's gotten a bat out, already splattered with gore from whatever thing dragged them here, using shoes from the weird, nasty version of his house, and tells Dustin funny stories about his adventures with Robin as he keeps watch while Dustin tries to talk to his mom on the phone or to get the Christmas lights to blip in Morse code.
As Claudia and Sue discuss what's happening and how to get someone to believe them, the lights in the Henderson house keep flickering.
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ka-wa-bunga · 21 days
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Part 2 and 3 of the harpy au lets goooooooo!
Im have in way too much fun with this and hopefully I'm able to get parts 4 and 5 done by next week
(Also yes, Ghost LOVES shitty puns and you can't tell me otherwise)
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