#he can’t swim

[dipperpinesrpblog]

geez, i hate going to the ocean with mabel! she always dunks me under the water.. grunkle stan used to do it too, at the lake!

[orphicdusk]

Something something, Audrey Hepburn, something something, Harry Houdini, something something. Trust me.

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

I hit him with a chair, what do it do with the body now?

And throw it in the lake.

[yourlastbraincell64]

Help I’m under water

[turtleblogatlast]

Something about this kind of swimming getup for characters always immediately gives me transmasc vibes. Blue swim trunks and a tank top? Sorry man my brain already connected the dots. The vibes are there, and they’re not leaving.

[karter-kat]

I’d watch the mukbang

[mo-mode]

Okay but Percy being a super fast swimmer cuz he controls the water, but his form is so fucking wrong. He never really tried in his swimming lessons as a kid so he never learned how to stay afloat on his own and keep his head above water. He never learned how to move both his arms and legs so he doesn’t get too tired. I wanna see Percy just fucking doggy paddle out of that river. It’s so important to me.

[nagato]

lifeguard luffy on duty!

[dark-and-kawaii]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Doodle Rolan ft. Tokidoki ࣪ ˖⟡˚౨ৎ⋆

“What nonsense is this”

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[emry-stars-art]

Find the mer au masterpost here 💕

[oobbbear]

Like a hug

[croftersforlife]

Average day for Brezziana at her lifeguard job

Inspired by this headcanon by halfratsalready:

[sherbetyy]

i think duck forgets he has diabetes because of the loop. but yellow doesn’t

[hadeljoshi]

i feel like a victorian man seeing an ankle for the first time

[bigcheesefan]

I wanna eat him alive 🫶🫶

Heavily referenced from this image:

[lllluffyvert]

It’s a hot summer afternoon in late August. The sea is calm, with only the occasional light breeze to push the Going Merry over the water and provide a momentary reprieve from the sun’s simmering rays. 

The Straw Hat crew dock at a small, tropical island. Its shallow, cerulean waters are crystal clear, a window to the vibrant ecosystem beneath the surface. Brightly colored fish swim in schools around vivid coral trees, their surfaces dotted with crawling crustaceans. 

Luffy stands at the shore where sparkling waves wash over golden sand, the cold foam just reaching the tips of his sandals. A gust of wind knocks the hat from his head and tussles his brown curls, and his eyes follow the retreating waves with a notable expression of longing.

“I wish I could go swimming,” he says quietly, disappointment in the slump of his shoulders.

“I could teach you,” Zoro volunteers without a moment’s thought, his gaze fixated on his captain - his bronzed skin is in stark contrast against the blue horizon, and his mess of brown hair appears almost golden under the sunlight. Zoro’s breath catches as Luffy turns to him, the smattering of freckles dotting his sun-kissed cheeks accentuated by the toothy grin on his face.

“Zoro is so cool,” Luffy says earnestly, kicking off his sandals and shaking his shirt from his shoulders. He excitedly steps into the cold sea water, a giddy laugh escaping from his lips as he extends expectant hands towards Zoro. 

His palms are warm against Zoro’s, the pads of his fingers calloused but the skin of his knuckles soft under Zoro’s thumbs as he pulls Luffy further out, until they’re waist deep in the gentle back and forth lull of the ocean waves. 

“Now, try kicking your legs to propel forward,” Zoro instructs, slowly walking backwards and tugging Luffy along with him. Luffy does as he’s told and kicks his feet up, but his center of balance is thrown and he leans too far forward, gurgling as salted sea water hits him square in the face. Zoro rights him, biting back laughter as Luffy shakes his head, sending a spray of droplets in every direction. 

“Let me try again,” Luffy says, not one to give up so easily. Slowly, more carefully, he leans forward once more and paddles his legs as Zoro moves with him. An infectious grin dimples his cheeks and the air is filled with his bubbling laughter as they swim together, and a little piece of Zoro wishes this moment would last forever. 

They finally leave the water just as the sun touches the edge of the horizon, painting the evening sky in hues of pink, red, and orange. Luffy watches the sunset, and Zoro drinks in the sight of him. The contented smile on his lightly sunburnt face, the way his freckles stood out even more against his rosy cheeks, how soft his sea-salt scented hair looked after drying in the summer sun. His honey brown eyes, soft in the dying light, warm in the way he looks at Zoro now as their fingertips brush together, and he’s so pretty, Zoro can’t help but kiss him. He tastes of salt, and his lips are slightly chapped but Zoro doesn’t mind. His hands slide into Luffy’s hair at the base of his neck and he deepens the kiss as Luffy sighs in his mouth. 

“What was that for?” Luffy asks, breathless as they pull apart for air. 

“My payment,” Zoro states, pulling Luffy in close and kissing him again with fervor. “For teaching you to swim. Or at least,” He revises with a grin, “How to not immediately sink.”