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joszns · 1 year ago

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party animal ✭

butch!ellie x fem!reader

content: drinking/drunk sex, oral sex (r recieving) strap on usage, semi-public sex (bathroom), jealousy, mild degradation, ellie has the worst case of phantom dick ever when she’s drunk

summary: after a lovely dinner date (not without some teasing of course) you have a few too many drinks without her at a friends party and she whisks you to the bathroom to remind you something.

a/n: thank u guys so so much for all the love truly😭❤️❤️BESITOS

“hey ellie, you almost ready baby?” you called out, applying mascara and looking at yourself in the mirror.

you adjusted my dress, a black satin piece with a deep slit and a traditional slip neckline, adorned with flowery lace along the hem. you smiled at your appearance and left the bathroom, putting on your matching black heels and an oversized leather jacket.

you and ellie were going out to dinner, then to a house party for one of your friends, mimi. it was her birthday.

“could you help me put this watch on, dollface?” ellie asked, walking into the room.

“oh my god, you look so beautiful. that dress looks amazing on you.” she said with a smile, pulling you close by the waist and kissing your plump and glossy red lips.

“is that my leather jacket?”

you grinned sheepishly and kissed her again. “maybe…but I know you don’t mind.”

“god, you’re so perfect…” ellie muttered against your lips, kissing you more intensely. she pulled you closer by the waist which caused you to blush.

“mmm…” you leaned into her, hands looped over her neck snugly.

“no, ellie! we have a reservation at a very nice restaurant. im not doing this with you right now.” you exclaimed, pulling away suddenly and gathering your things into a purse.

ellie whined in response.

“god, fine. whatever. are we still going to that party?” she asked, following you out the door with her car keys in hand.

“yes, yes we are! it’s for one of my best friends.” you said back, rolling your eyes. ellie could get a little snappy when she’s turned on like this. honestly, it was kinda hot…

★・・・・・・★

“man…that food hit the spot.”

ellie got into the car happily, after opening your door of course.

she turned the key in the ignition and placed her hand behind your headrest while reversing, something that always got you a bit hot and bothered.

“i agree. that salmon was delicious.” you say casually, texting mimi that ellie and i were on the way.

“could you map the way to mimis for me baby?” ellie asked, resting her hand on your upper thigh. you nodded in reply, typing in the address and navigating as you left the restaurant.

“ooh els, can I have aux? pretty please?” you reached for the cord, pressing your chest together to show off your cleavage and grinning.

ellie glanced over and rolled her eyes. she knew what you were doing.

“whatever you want, babygirl.”

excitedly, you connected your phone and played your favorite song. on the next turn, you felt ellies hand move upwards and slide in between the fabric of your dress. her knuckles pressed into you, her pinky finger rubbing gently on your clit. you whined softly, adding more songs to the queue and trying to ignore her.

finally, you both arrived to the party, ellie being casually laid back versus you being sexually frustrated.

“i cant believe you! what’s up with all this teasing?” you scolded, punching her shoulder.

“that was payback for earlier.” ellie replied, walking inside and greeting mimi with a grin.

you did the same, rolling your eyes at her behavior.

“victim of the sassy masc apocalypse?” mimi asked, bringing you back from your head.

“dude. you have no idea!” you said with a giggle. mimi smiled and excitedly dragged you to take shots, leaving ellie alone.

she watched you and a few girls drink together, smiling a little and turning away. the urge to whisk you away from the group was strong, but it was a birthday party. she couldn’t do much.

“god, how many shots did we just take?” you said with a laugh, shaking your head as the alcohol burned your mouth.

“like 21- one for every year! don’t worry, these things are like mini cocktails. i think only the last two were straight vodka…” mimi slurs, laughing as she throws her arm around the blonde girl next to her.

you smile, the liquor warming your body.

“oh! oh! picture time!” she exclaims, pulling out her phone. the group gathers behind her, you following as well. everyone smiles, and she clicks almost a hundred photos.

ellie returns to the kitchen for a drink, a tinge of jealousy on her as she sees one of your friends’ arms hooked on your waist. you broke away from the group, smiling at the sight of her.

“babe! ill be with you in a sec,” you said, getting dragged away by mimi, “she wants to dance!”

ellie just smiled in response, sipping her drink. she casually followed you to the dance floor, getting increasingly more jealous as several of your friends danced up on you. you were laughing, taking photos and videos on your phone.

as the girls began to break away, dancing with other friends to make everyone feel included or to grab another drink, you gravitated towards ellie.

“hey babe! why are you being all mopey in the corner?” you said, giggling.

“i was just waiting for you. i kinda have to pee.” she said as she took another sip.

“let’s go!!” you took her hand, the liquor bringing back your arousal.

as you both arrived to the bathroom and saw the line, you formed your lips into a pout.

“mimi would hate me for this…do you wanna go upstairs to the guest bathroom? she usually blocks it off during parties because it’s a nice bathroom, but it’s just us…” you suggested, batting your eyelashes as you looked up at her.

privacy. perfect. “yeah, sure.” ellie responded, grinning internally as she finished off her drink. both of you stumbled towards the stairs, sneaking up when nobody was looking.

ellie pulled you into the bathroom, locking the door and pressing your back against it.

“didn’t you have to pee?” you asked, heart beating faster as you looked up to her.

“no,” she replied, leaning closer to you. “i just…i need you so bad, y/n.” ellie said, voice low and raspy.

you blushed, feeling yourself get wetter.

“i know they’re just your friends, fuck, i don’t even know why it’s botherin’ me so much.” she muttered, leaning her head on your shoulder. her hot breath fanned your neck, causing you to shiver.

“what..what do you mean?” you asked, breathing harder.

“i just get so..” she kissed your neck, causing your breath to catch, “ so worked up seeing you with other girls…” ellie continued, kissing your neck again.

you felt your knees buckle, tilting your head to the side to expose more of your neck.

ellie hums against your skin, her kisses growing more sloppy.

“don’t even know why i was all jealous..” she kisses you aggressively, her hand holding your face to hers. you whimper, melting into her. your hands travel over her clothed body, stopping at a hard lump in her pants.

pulling away in surprise, you asked, “did you really wear your strap all evening?”

“yeah. i wore it in case i needed to remind you you’re mine.” ellie whispered, kissing you again and hiking your dress up. her hand quickly pushed your thighs apart and started rubbing at your clit, feeling the wet spot your slick created.

“so fuckin wet, all f’me, yeah baby?” she said, causing you to moan. in your drunken state, you were like putty in her hands. ellie dropped to her knees, her mouth replacing those long and flexible fingers.

she practically made out with your pussy, her mind foggy from the drinks she consumed. all she could think about was you infront of her, melting in her mouth. she felt herself getting more and more wet as she lapped at you, her tongue circling your swollen clit as she suctioned softly with her mouth.

she always knew how to drive you crazy.

you were a mess, legs trembling as you tangled your hands in her hair. she looked up at you, watching you fall apart and try to keep quiet.

her mouth was amazing, knowing just where to go and when to do it. she flicked her tongue on your clit, bringing you close to the edge.

“el..ellie…m’gonna cum…oh my fucking god…” you whimpered, your thighs clamped so hard they were threatening to squish her head flat. she pulled away from your cunt abruptly, causing you to whine in frustration.

she licked her lips clean, kissing you passionately as she struggled to unzip her jeans. “gonna fuck you so good…” she mumbled, her drunken state clouding her mind.

ellie broke the heated kiss, looking down and attempting to position herself properly. eager for her, you hiked your leg over her hip and scooted downward, gasping and staring into her eyes as her strap filled you up.

“fuuuckk….” she groaned, her hips pushing forward slightly. you let out a whimper as her tip pressed against the end of your canal, clenching hard as you adjusted to her size.

“so fucking tight baby-you’re so tight..” ellie grunted, starting to thrust her hips.

you moaned in response, your head hitting the door. she took this as an opportunity to bite your neck, something she did happily.

“my dirty fuckin’ slut, look at you taking my dick, fuck baby..” ellie grunted out. “just slidin’ in and out of ya…you’re so damn wet..” her pace increased as she panted hot and heavy into your neck. you swore she could feel it sometimes, the way she spoke to you while you had sex.

“nobody but me gets to fuck this slutty pussy yeah? ‘s all mine..” ellie said, hovering her lips over your own.

“all yours, it’s all yours baby.”

she kissed you, teeth crashing into eachother a few times as she fucked you sober against the bathroom door.

“ellie im-fuck! im gonna cum!” you cried, too focused on her to worry about being quiet.

“yeah? cum all on my dick baby, show me how much of a cumslut you are for me…im so close too baby, hold out f’me..” ellie grunted, fucking you like she was an animal. you came hard all over her, crossing your legs behind her back as she fucked you through your orgasm.

“oh my god! ellie, oh fuck!” you cried. she orgasmed with you, her hips faltering their relentless pace.

she slowed down, slowly fucking you through every aftershock.

“shit…sorry baby. i think we got a little too loud.” ellie says gently, pulling out of your fucked out cunt.

“‘s okay.” you mumbled, sitting on the edge of the hot tub.

she wet a washcloth and cleaned your legs off, kissing your lips gently.

“i made you into a mess…” she apologizes.

after she cleans you up, you turn to the mirror and adjust yourself. you check your phone, seeing a text from mimi.

m: y/n!! ven acá, it’s time for cake!!

“looks like we finished just in time.” you say with a cheeky grin, kissing ellie on the cheek and putting your jacket back on as you walk outside the bathroom.

#ellie x reader #ellie williams smut #tlou ellie x reader #ellie x you #ellie williams fanfic #ellie x y/n #tlou2

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atleastpleasetelephone · 7 days ago

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Ain't That a Lotta Love - Chapter 9

A story that starts on the set of the 68 Special, with Elvis and his long-term girlfriend Dorothy Valens. Dorothy has been with Elvis for a long time for good reason - she's no pushover, and she has a habit of getting exactly what she wants. As Elvis' career starts to get back on track, their relationship fundamentally changes too.

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A/N: Finally, what you've all been waiting for...

Pairings: Elvis x Dorothy, Elvis x Steve

Word count: 2.5K

TWs: Mention of smut, grumpy!Elvis, boy kissing...

The weekend Elvis and Dorothy spend together before they travel to Arizona for filming is just what they both need. They read, sing and play piano, and even talk a little about their hopes for the future now the Special is done with. Dorothy cooks and Elvis watches her making her way around the kitchen, humming to herself. He feels so lucky to have her in these moments. Steve had said something about being amazed Elvis wanted to share her, another tiny check-in that he only really noticed afterwards. He was amazed that he wanted to share her too, but the conversation had made him think that it had somehow brought him closer to her. He’d never felt jealous of the girls, they didn’t seem like a threat to him, but Steve did. Steve with his sensible opinions and his sensible job and none of the complex trappings of fame. Steve, who could easily just go out for a meal or take her shopping without having to do it in the middle of the night to avoid the crowds. Steve who didn’t need bodyguards. His fear that she might realise how different her life could be and decide to run off with Steve has made him cling to her, ask her what she wants to listen to or play, let her get whatever food she wants from the store, even share a glass or two of scotch with her.

Cooking salmon, which she would normally have been forbidden to do at all costs because of the smell, Dorothy is thinking about Steve too. More specifically, about the way he’d checked if she was okay once Elvis had gone to shower. “If I’m your Daddy, I should be taking care of you, shouldn’t I?” He’d asked, looking at her intently as she’d passed him a cup of coffee. It would be unfair to say that Elvis was uncaring, he was one of the gentlest and sweetest men she’d ever met. But he’d still sort of forgotten to ask if she was okay, not mentioning it until much later, as though he was a little ashamed of what he’d done in the heat of the moment and would rather not give it too much thought. The idea of Steve taking care of her is still making her all shivery, and she keeps running the words through her mind. She wonders if Elvis can tell what she’s thinking. He’s been very attentive all weekend, and the fact that he’s about to even try a taste of a piece of fish makes it seem like something is on his mind.

As usual, he doesn’t get round to saying anything until they’ve switched the lights off in the bedroom and he has pills in his hand. Always useful to have them there in case he doesn’t like the way things go, that way he can duck out of the conversation at any time.

“Ya still like me, Dodo?”

She’s on her back and he’s curled around her, his breath tickling her neck.

“Huh? Of course I do.”

“Hmmm. ‘Cause I can’t give ya a normal life, y’know. We can’t go out ta restaurants or bars, I can’t take ya shoppin’ unless they close the store first…”

We probably could have gone out in LA, she thinks. Considering the reaction you got on the street. But she doesn’t say that. Instead she tries her best to be reassuring.

“I don’t want a normal life, El. I’d be bored.”

“Ya sure? Sure ya don’t wanna, y’know, marry Steve.”

Dorothy lets out a girlish giggle, which slightly gives away how giddy the idea of marrying Steve makes her, but also how silly she thinks Elvis’ concerns are.

“I like you both,” she explains. “But I’m not going to leave you for him. I like different things about you. I want to keep both of you, really.”

Elvis humphs. “That’s kinda greedy Dodo.”

She gives him a little push on the chest as she laughs. “Says you! Mr. Starved For Affection. Mr. Wants Kisses and Cuddles All The Time.”

He growls now, pulling her closer and nuzzling her neck, entirely proving her point.

“I liked it better when we had the girls,” he grumbles.

Eyes merry, she kisses him on the top of the head. “I don’t think you did, you know, pumpkin. I really don’t think you did.”

***

Elvis quickly finds out that the movie is not the one he signed up for. Parker, being displeased with the idea of his boy becoming too adult, had the script gutted and it now barely makes sense. There’s certainly no adult scenes - even his co-star has to get out of the bath in her nightie. Of course, none of this puts him in a very good mood. As he waits on set for make-up to sort him out, his mind drifts back to filming Girl Happy. One of the last movies he’d made that he’d sort of enjoyed. Having Shelley as a co-star was always fun, and even the musical numbers had been alright. Dorothy had found them a real firecracker, a little redhead, and she’d been very enthusiastic when set to work learning how best to please another woman. He remembers sitting there in his robe, watching them licking each other out, edging himself until they’d both cum. It was good at the time, but somehow afterwards it seemed very empty. Hollow. Like two women putting on a show for him. He’d pulled them both close to him afterwards, but the redhead hadn’t wanted to cuddle. It became clear by the end of the production that she only wanted Dorothy, she’d had some kind of sexual awakening and now she had no interest in dick whatsoever. Elvis had been stung and demanded that Dorothy break up with her. He can still see his girlfriend’s face in that moment, conflicted, as though she knew it was the right thing but she still wanted this girl. Still wanted the excitement, the attention, the love even. But he wouldn’t let her have it.

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“He’s upset. The movie script is a mess. The fat man took all the interesting bits out.”

Dorothy is in the hotel suite, on the phone to Steve. Her feet are bare and resting on a cushion as she leans back in the armchair in the middle of the room. She plays with the phone chord idly as she waits for a response.

“Shit.”

“Yeah. Shit is right.”

“You okay?”

“Bored. How’s the film coming along?”

“Really good. Won’t be long now. Think this is one movie he’ll be happy with…”

***

Elvis has been moody all evening. It’s getting close to a break in filming and Dorothy is relieved to say the least. She’s fed up with spending most of the day on her own and then the evening with all of the guys, all of whom are on cheering-Elvis-up duty. It’s getting obnoxious. It’s also been difficult for her not to mention the Steve thing to Jerry. He keeps asking whether they’ll get any other girls and what’s up with her generally, and she tries to be as honest as she can without actually giving anything away. She loves Jerry, but she’s not sure what his reaction will be. Jealousy? She’s often thought there might be something there, but much as she loves him, it’s more as a best friend than anything more. Their closeness in age brought them together in the first place really. She’s also afraid of how any of the guys will react to Steve and Elvis getting so close. There’s always a chance that even Jerry will have something negative to say about it.

“Alright, enough.”

Those two words are all it takes for the room to clear, leaving Dorothy and Elvis alone. He waves her over and she settles on his lap, lighting a cigarette. She takes a deep drag and then the phone interrupts.

“Goddamnit,” Elvis snaps, getting up and dislodging her. “Who the hell is callin’ now?”

He picks up the receiver as Dorothy hands him the cigarette. “Hello?”

“Hi, Elvis.”

Elvis brightens immediately at the voice on the other end of the line, feeling the earlier irritation slipping away. “Steve!”

Steve laughs a little. “Oh good. The way you answered the phone I thought you were about to put it right back down again.”

“Didn’t know it was you,” Elvis responds, a little sheepishly.

Dorothy smiles to herself as she rests the cigarette back out of his hand again. She’d thought Elvis would feel better if he spoke to Steve, but he never wanted to call when she suggested it.

“It is me. And I’m calling with good news.”

“Oh yeah? About the show? Have ya finished it?”

Elvis’ excitement is palpable and, as usual, catching. “Rough cut will be ready in a couple of days. It’s uh… I’m really proud of it, man. I really can’t wait for you to see it.”

Quickly gesturing for the cigarette, Elvis sits down on the armchair and starts to ask a series of rapid-fire questions about the different parts, how much of each has made the edit, does he look good? Sound good? How is the crowd? Do the dance numbers work?

Instead of being overwhelmed, like a lot of people are when Elvis gets like this, Steve is just even more enthused. He’d lit his own cigarette whilst the other man was speaking, and as he responds to each question in mind-numbing detail he waves it around to illustrate his points, despite the fact that no-one can see him doing it.

Dorothy can’t stop smiling. They talk for almost half an hour about the contents of the cut, when Elvis will have free time to return to LA, and the best dates for a showing for him and the Mafia. By the end of it, her boyfriend is back to himself again, eyes flashing, fingers drumming impatiently on the table, telling her repeatedly that this is it, this is his comeback. Steve has done it, he’s absolutely sure of it.

***

The first showing is wonderful. Steve had been nervous, over-thinking all of his editing decisions to within an inch of their lives for most of the two days before Elvis arrived. But as soon as it starts, and he sees the look on the other man’s face, he knows it’s good. He can’t help still holding his breath a little until the end, but the cheer that goes up makes him realise that there was really nothing to worry about.

“Alright. I wanna watch it again, just me an’ Steve,” Elvis announces, shooing everyone else out of the room.

Dorothy is surprised not to be allowed to stay too, but she doesn’t question it, chatting excitedly with Jerry on their way out. Elvis had been right. Steve has done it.

Steve asks for the tape to be run again from the beginning, and as it starts the operator shouts down that they’ll be back in 40 minutes. The two men are alone in the room as the show starts again from the beginning, with a close up of Elvis singing Trouble.

“I love this. I love the way you’ve shot it,” Elvis begins, excitedly, and he continues in the same way as it goes on, nudging Steve and pointing and exclaiming.

Grinning back, Steve points out little camera tricks and bits that he thinks he’s going to tweak in the final edit. He didn’t use the standing version of Trying To Get To You in the rough cut, but watching the sit down parts is bringing back feelings anyway, for both of them. The raw, animalistic passion that Elvis shows in his live performances takes Steve’s breath away, especially when the man is sitting right next to him, unable to remain still, looking for all the world like the same caged tiger. Elvis' hand is on his shoulder, his breath on his ear as he tells him excitedly that this is it, this is his career back on track and it’s all down to Steve. He turns his head to look at that stunningly beautiful face, rendered ruggedly handsome by the beard he’s grown for his current role, and suddenly they are too close to one another. Too close, and the atmosphere is too electric, the music, the singing, the growl from the Elvis on the screen. Their eyes flick across one another’s faces, searching for something, and then Elvis finds himself leaning in, tilting his head slightly as he closes the gap between them.

The kiss is soft and gentle, a question which receives an immediate answer, a desperate reply from the other man. Their lips crash together as they kiss again, and they both grip the other’s face with their hands, tongues pushing past unresisting lips. Steve’s eyes flutter open for a moment to look at the other man this close up, and then he lets them close again as he sighs into the kiss, one of his hands slowly detaching from Elvis’ cheek to rest on his shoulder. The music changes to the gospel scene and the spell is broken, they pull apart and look at one another breathlessly.

“I uh… shoulda sung this live, shouldn’t I?” Elvis asks, still staring at Steve.

Biting his lip, the other man nods. “Would’ve looked better,” he mumbles, barely thinking of the words, his head full of the feeling of the kiss.

Clearing his throat, Elvis runs a hand over his bearded chin and reluctantly tears his gaze away from Steve, looking back at the screen as his heart beats furiously. They spend the rest of the film like that, watching and passing comments back and forth to distract them from what had just happened. Elvis’ hand rests on Steve’s thigh with the other man’s hand on top of it until they hear the operator returning from his coffee break and return their hands to their own laps.

Trying to continue to talk normally, they both get up and move towards the door.

“Let’s go for a drive!” Elvis exclaims, when they’re back with everyone else. “Ya wanna go for a drive?”

His bright blue eyes are completely irresistible, and Steve nods enthusiastically, finding himself riding shotgun with Elvis Presley down the boulevard, and this time girls are waving a whooping at him, and he’s laughing and joking back and suddenly Steve realises what a star he really is, and what this show could really do for him. For a moment the feeling is so intense that he has to fight back tears, and he finds himself profoundly grateful that it’s still sunny so he can hide behind his shades. He thinks it would be hard to explain to Elvis why he’s crying.

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sugar-crash · 6 months ago

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🍬King Candy (Wreck-It Ralph) x (gn) Reader👑

(Love Language Edition Pt. II!)

(Man the more I think about this song the more it just SCREAMS🔑 King Candy, “I’m that perspective you cannot doubt, see how I look! :D”. THAT’S LITERALLY SOMETHING HE’D SAY)

His love language: Quality Time, Gift Receiving, and Words of Affection

Gift Receiving:

- Yeah so, same gist of how it is when he is Turbo, but with some key differences that make the two really contrast.

- More willing to actually give you things for one, and his gifts are nowhere near as subtle as they used to be.

- It’s like he wants his love to be more apparent, have a kind of flair to it that radiates that goofy aura he’s keen to display for Sugar Rush and you especially.

- As mentioned in a previous post, almost everything he gives you is edible… Mostly because Sugar Rush itself is edible, kind of comes with the territory I guess.

- But he also gives you every opportunity to wander Sugar Rush with him if he isn’t too busy being a king, basically almost full access pass with him gently leading you away from places he deems not important enough to see or simply too dangerous.

- Whenever you give him something in private he practically swoons, overwhelming with his reaction to what you give him, especially when it’s from outside of Sugar Rush entirely— Gives him a small glimpse of what’s out there still.

- In private it’s more personal and accurate, thanking you happily before starting up where you left off last night with your shared conversation.

- He’s very good at keeping what you give him out on display for others to see, always ready to brag about how you care about him so much to the point where you consider his likes and interests when you get him something… And it’s like a little red racing kart keychain or something.

- With how defensive he is over the color of the castle walls, claiming they’re salmon and such, I feel he most certainly shared his distaste for the color to you in private—- Meaning if by some miracle (probably Fix-It Felix if y’all are pals) you get him wall paint to fix it… He’s over the fucking moon for it.

- And maybe you guys can make an activity out of it, painting over it bit by bit, getting rid of all that pinkness— Further cementing his place as king in Sugar Rush.

(Tda qnltifbdt rsk lkiy el ql jurd)

#turbo wreck it ralph #king candy #wreck it ralph turbo #turbo #turbotastic #x reader #king candy x reader #Spotify

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crustaceanstations · 1 year ago

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Is EL FEEEEEEESH acoustic

"Nope! I ain't doin' that mentally eel shit. By the way- ya gotta add the Salmon part." (El Feeesh the Salmon seems very proud of the pun...)

#ask oc blog #el feeesh the salmon;answer #ask ocs #crustaceous #crustacean

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rabbitcruiser · 5 months ago

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World Fisheries Day

World Fisheries Day, celebrated on November 21, is dedicated to highlighting the critical importance of healthy ocean ecosystems and to ensure sustainable stocks of fisheries in the world. Fishing communities celebrate this day through rallies, workshops, public meetings, cultural dramas, exhibitions, and music shows. Fisher folks in India, where it is widely celebrated, also demonstrate the importance of maintaining the fisheries of the world along with highlighting the problems like overfishing and mechanization. World Fisheries Day also explores finding solutions to the increasingly interconnected problems that the world is facing to follow sustainable models of our ocean ecosystems.

History of World Fisheries Day

World Fisheries Day, which is followed in India on November 21, highlights the fact that fisheries are an important sector in the country. It provides employment to millions of people, as well as contributing to the food security of India.

The fishery resources in India are mainly composed of inland and marine. Inland fisheries are mainly composed of major rivers and their tributaries, ponds, reservoirs, lakes, canals, and so forth. World Fisheries Day is celebrated worldwide by the fishing communities to recognize the vast and sometimes underappreciated food source for millions of humans.

In 2019, Andhra Pradesh’s government launched a number of welfare schemes for fishermen on the occasion of World Fisheries Day. State Fisheries Minister Mopidevi Venkata Ramana said on the occasion, “The YSRCP government has increased compensation to fishermen, for the mandatory ban period of 45 days, from Rs 4,000 to Rs 10,000.” The state government has also increased the subsidy on diesel for mechanized or non-mechanized boats. In case of death of fisherman compensation of 10 lakh will be given within two months.

Indian fisheries and aquaculture is an important sector of food production providing nutritional security, besides livelihood support and gainful employment to more than 14 million people, and contributing to agricultural exports. With diverse resources ranging from deep seas to lakes in the mountains and more than 10 percent of the global biodiversity in terms of fish and shellfish species, the country has shown continuous and sustained increments in fish production since independence in 1947.

The total fish production during 2017-18 was estimated to be 12.60 million metric tonnes, of which nearly 65 percent is from the inland sector and about 50 percent of the total production is from culture fisheries, which constitutes about 6.3 percent of the global fish production. More than 50 different types of fish and shellfish products are being exported to 75 countries around the world. Fish and fish products have presently emerged as the largest group in agricultural exports from India. On World Fisheries Day, make sure to support fisheries and new sustainable ways to make our ocean ecosystems cleaner.

World Fisheries Day timeline

2019

Supporting Indian fisheries

Andhra Pradesh's government launches a number of welfare schemes for fishermen on the occasion of World Fisheries Day, including the death of fisherman compensation and a subsidy increase on diesel for mechanized or unmechanized boats.

2016

Fish production at an all-time high

Total fish production reaches an all-time high of 171 million tonnes, of which 88 percent was utilized for direct human consumption, thanks to relatively stable capture fisheries production, reduced wastage, and continued aquaculture growth.

2014

The importance of sustainable fisheries

A report by Prince Charles' International Sustainability Unit is released, estimating global fisheries were adding $270 billion a year to global GDP, but by full implementation of sustainable fishing, that figure could rise by as much as $50 billion.

1961

Double-growth of fish consumption

Since this year, the annual global growth in fish consumption has been twice as high as population growth, furthermore, while the annual growth of aquaculture has declined in recent years, significant double-digit growth is still recorded in continents like Africa and Asia.

World Fisheries Day FAQs

Why is World Fisheries Day celebrated?

A number of traditional societies and communities rally around the occupation of fishing. World Fisheries Day celebrations serve as an important reminder that we must focus on changing the way the world manages global fisheries to ensure sustainable stocks and healthy ecosystems.

What is the largest fishery in the world?

Anchovy fishing is the largest fishery in the world.

What is another name for fishery?

There are around 12 synonyms, antonyms, idiomatic expressions, and related words for fishery, such as spawning place, fish hatchery, fishing banks, fishtrap, weir, fish cannery, aquarium, tank, cannery, hatchery and piscary.

How To Celebrate World Fisheries Day

Attend a fishery sustainability workshop: Fisheries are a vital part of our ecosystem and food resources across the globe. On World Fisheries Day, consider signing up for an online workshop to learn about sustainable methods to keep our ocean ecosystems alive and productive. There are various events across the globe that celebrate this day. If you can’t find an event near you, organize a workshop with like-minded friends and family.

Get involved with the fisherfolk community: Fishermen contribute greatly to resourcing fish for food and should be supported in any way they can be, especially in developing nations. Consider fundraising for their charity events, whether they hold a rally or public meeting, to increase awareness of fisheries around the world and what they do every day. You are sure to learn a lot more about where your fish comes from and how it can be sustained in a better manner.

Take care of your environment: The oceans and fisheries become cleaner and more sustainable when our environment is less filled with rubbish. This includes taking care of rivers, dams, and the sea as these are important habitats for fish and aquatic organisms. Next time you go camping, hiking, or the beach, be sure to pick up any rubbish you see along the way. Try to educate people as well about the devastating impact of rubbish and to reduce the amount of plastic waste.

5 Important Fact About World Fisheries Day

Low-income work: 65 percent of the reported catch from inland fisheries is from low-income food-deficit countries.

Where your fish comes from: Estimates vary, but from around 30 million to over 60 million people in the developing world are involved in inland fisheries — it is thought that about 50 percent are women.

Fish and protein: More than 25 percent of the world’s dietary protein is provided by fish.

Humans consume a lot of fish: The human population consumes over 100 million tons of fish annually.

When in Africa: Over 200 million of Africa’s 1 billion people regularly consume fish and nearly half of this comes from inland fisheries.

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