a fishing we will go

I witnessed something wonderful on my walk today.

We went down to the park, where the lake drains under a footbridge into a stone-lined gully that someone generous might call a creek. Usually it’s a trickle at best, but it poured last night, and the water was still moving pretty briskly. 

As we got closer, I heard kids yelling, so we went over to have a look. I was nervous, because earlier this summer we’d seen a mother cat and her kittens hanging out a few times in the (then bone dry) spillway. We hadn’t seen them in over a month, but I didn’t want to think of them being there when the water started coming down.

Instead, when I looked over the side of the bridge, I saw a skinny kid (maybe 8-10 years old) carrying an enormous catfish clasped in both arms.

The catfish had to be the length of this kid’s torso, and it was flopping around trying to escape, but the kid doggedly kept climbing over mud and slippery rocks until he reached the lake and chucked the fish in. And behind him came… another kid, holding a fish.

When the lake flooded, it must’ve washed a bunch of these catfish downstream, where they collected in pools. Now the water levels are starting to go down, and the fish are trapped, doomed to dry up and die. Not on these kids’ watch. As we watched, they rescued four fish, and one of the adults present said there were at least six left. The kids showed no sign of stopping. This is the kind of thing you love as a kid, a life or death mission you can throw your heart and soul into while getting gleefully covered in muck and slime. I was tempted to offer my assistance, but this was their Quest, and I did not want to impose.

When we continued on, the Great Fish Rescue was still going strong. Godspeed, kids. In a time of such great discord and meanspirited behavior, you will live on in my memory as a beacon of goodwill. 

“I water my lawn every morning and birds come to get worms out of the wet ground. If I ever miss a day, the ground will be too hard, and the birds will sit in the yard and call out because their babies are hungry. That’s how I’ve felt my whole life. Like a bird calling out for food. Thirty years ago I went on strike in this same square. We weren’t getting paychecks. There was no money for bills or food. At the time my sons were one, eight, and nine. So we decided to go camping. I’d go fishing on the lake every night and catch two trout. That was enough to feed the four of us. We did it out of necessity but it was beautiful. My sons are in their thirties now. All of them have flown away. But they remember those times with happiness.”

(San Carlos de Bariloche, Argentina)


“The case, it is solved, and your message, Hastings, it was most useful.”
“Oh, good.”
“There is just one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“With all this affair, I’ve not been able to eat.”
“Oh, I say, that’s a bit rough. Not gonna be easy finding somewhere this time of night.”
"That is true.”
“I do know one place, though.”


ik davids not crying but hey I’m a sucker for making it more dramatic. I spent like 5 to 6 hours on this and I am still not really satisfied with it, but ah well. I saw ppl doing like screenshot art thingies so I decided to do that with my favorite scene in camp camp, and I’m positive someone has probably done a screenshot thing for this scene as well. eh oh well. heeree it iss .. (btw my captions are gold, fyi)

Game night

*slytherins are gathered in their common room trying to figure out what game to play.*
2nd year: “what about uno?”
Other 2nd year: “dude we played that last week”
3rd year: “Well what about Go fish?”
4th year: “What are we? Children? No let’s play Battleship ”
2nd year: “Oh and Go fish is a child’s game.”
1st year: *quietly from the edge of the couch* “what about Monopoly?”
Litterally the entire house: “NO!”
*1st year falls off the couch backward*
Other 1st year: “Wait why not? What’s wrong with monop-”
Prefect: “Don’t say it’s name…. we don’t talk about ‘the game that shall not be named’”
*house falls silent*
6th year: “So many friendships torn apart. So much violence.” *starts crying*
Yet another 1st year: “What the fuck is going on?”

Welp. We went to see Wonder Woman. I cried during the sad parts and some of the other parts. They were the same kind of tears I had on and off through Ghostbusters. Movies with strong women who are fully realized people who are allowed to be sexual but are not sexualized and can also kick ass just make me cry randomly. Though TBH I also cry in LotR when anyone picks up their sword and runs into battle screaming the name of their home. I didn’t even realize how ravenous I was for a female version of that.


Modern AU: Nina Zenik

“Simple as that,” said Nina. “Did you know I’m next in line for the Fjerdan throne? They call me Princess Ilse of Engelsberg.” “There is no princess of Engelsberg,” said Matthias. “It’s a fishing town.” Nina shrugged. “If we’re going to lie to ourselves, we might as well be grand about it.”

Naruto families (Summer Headcanon)

Boruto: Wake up, stupid dad!!

Naruto: What… what time is it?

Himawari: It’s 6 a.m! Let’s go fishing daddy.

Naruto: Just go back to bed. It’s far too early, even for fish.

Boruto: You promised we were going fishing today. Mom, say something!!!

Hinata: You also promised to finish your academy homework, Boruto. How is it?


Hinata: Well?

Boruto: Just go back to bed, mom. It’s far too early, even for homework.


Sakura: Your father will be at home only for a couple of days before resuming his mission. Shall we go somewhere together?

Sarada: We could go to the beach!

Sasuke: Been there before. Sand is annoying.

Sakura: The pool?

Sasuke: Chemicals are no good for my skin.

Sarada: Are you serious?

Sakura: How about a relaxing walk through the forest.

Sasuke: I’ve spent 10 years literally doing that.

Sarada: Where do you want to go then?!

Sasuke: To the sofa.


Inojin: And this concludes my 10 minutes explanation of why we should spend a whole day at the Western Art Exhibition before summer ends.

Sai: I’m not betraying my style over the sight of Western Art.

Ino: But they include a lot of flowers in their paintings. It looks lovely… and Inojin could use it in his fighting techniques.

Inojin: Sorry about the incoming sarcasm, mom… I’m sure nothing will frighten the enemy more than a bunch of sunflowers walking towards them hehehe

Sai: If you are the one drawing them, I’m sure they’ll scare the shit out of everybody.



Temari: Move! We’ll be late to the Akimichi clan beach party.

Shikamaru: What a drag…

Shikadai: Why should we go? You don’t even like Karui-san

Temari: Because we are going to show everybody what a close and perfect family we are. Also, I bought an expensive designer swimsuit and I want to see Karui’s jealous face over it.

Shikamaru: Us? Perfect? Now you are being delusional.

Shikadai: Also, the Akimichi clan is the wealthiest in the village. Why should they care about some swimsuit they could easily buy the next morning?

Temari:*grabs her fan with an aggressive look on her face*

Shikamaru: Ok!!! Beach day it is… grab your stuff, Shikadai.

Shikadai: Yeah… yeah… and let’s not forget mom’s beautiful swimsuit… right?

Temari: Right.


Suigetsu: I’m just saying I can’t work in this hideout without air-conditioner.

Karin: Wait, you mean you actually work on a daily basis? Well that’s surprising.

Suigetsu: You are so annoying.

Juugo: Just find yourselves a hotel already.

Suigetsu: With air-conditioner!

Karin: I’m going to no hotel with you!!!

Mitsuki: Shall we get one, dad? Mom? This is so confusing…

Orochimaru: No, we wait until the heat makes them crazy. Then, they’ll attack each other and when one of them dies I use the money I save from his or her salary to pay the air-conditioner.

Mitsuki: Brilliant.



Rock Lee: That’s what I’m proposing. A relaxing trip to the nearest Rain Forest… there’s nothing that could bring more satisfaction than surviving the 346 different kinds of poisonous animals in there.

Metal Lee: I want to go to the desert.

TenTen: There’s nothing there… but sand.

Metal Lee: Exactly, nothing and NOBODY… isn’t that relaxing?

TenTen: We should do something about your social anxiety.

Maito Gai: I’ve got it! Let’s go climb the highest mountain in the land, with no tools… just with our perseverance.

TenTen: Kakashi! Say something.

Kakashi: There’s a three days reunion of erotic novels authors next week and…

TenTen: Let’s go back to the desert idea.


endless list of favourite characters nina zenik

“Simple as that,” said Nina. “Did you know I’m next in line for the Fjerdan throne? They call me Princess Ilse of Engelsberg.” “There is no princess of Engelsberg,” said Matthias. “It’s a fishing town.” Nina shrugged. “If we’re going to lie to ourselves, we might as well be grand about it.

My high school theater class is insane this year. One of my friends did a Russian accent for the entire class (she sounded like Liza Koshy). So I did a British accent for the entire class and said I was “Regina, an exchange student from London.”. Note that I’m American.

Anyway, so we do the hokey pokey every single class. Instead of singing it normally, my friend sang it as “the Putin Pokey”. In response, my other friend yells (In regards to Russia): “YOU PUT YOUR COMMUNISM IN, YOU PUT YOUR COMMUNISM OUT, YOU PUT YOUR COMMUNISM IN AND YOU SHAKE IT ALL ABOUT, YOU DO THE RUSSIAN TWIST AND YOU TURN YOURSELF AROUND, THAT’S WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT.” Our theater teacher looked at us like we had lost our minds. Then later in class, he grabs this other guy’s leg, and yells “ANAKIN! YOU WERE LIKE A BROTHER TO ME!”

He’s also in a group with me and three other girls for our scriptwriting project. He plays the protagonist, who banishes my character (who is his evil aunt). When he banishes me, he yells “BEGONE, THOT!”

Anyway, so my friend who did the Russian accent is, like me, a liberal. And we, being in high school, while taking politics seriously, are not free of acting like we are on SNL.

Here are some of the highlights of what was said during this:

“No, no, I am Russian spy.”

Me: “Did you hack the US election?”
Her: “I cannot say, no, no, I am Russian spy.”
Me: “Ok…”

“Vladimir Putin is my best friend. On weekend we go fishing shirtless.”

Her: “You Americans are so strange!”
Me: “I’m not even American, I’m from London.”

“I sleep on floor with goat.”

Ahh… the American public education system.


BRUH,this was supposed to be a quick David doodle and yet…here I am. 

The first one was me randomly thinking “What if David has some early greys because,honestly he’s under a lotto stress??” 

bruh his arms is too b i g g 



“Did you know I’m next in line for the Fjerdan throne? They call me Princess Ilse of Engelsberg.” 
“There is no princess of Engelsberg,” said Matthias. “It’s a fishing town.”
 Nina shrugged. “If we’re going to lie to ourselves, we might as well be grand about it.


“Simple as that,” said Nina. “Did you know I’m next in line for the Fjerdan throne? They call me Princess Ilse of Engelsberg.” “There is no princess of Engelsberg,” said Matthias. “It’s a fishing town.” Nina shrugged. “If we’re going to lie to ourselves, we might as well be grand about it.”

anonymous asked:

Hello may I request a first meeting/date in an aquarium AU? Thank you so much and have a good day/night ahead! ^^ <3

aw this is such a cUTE IDEA !! <3

  • do you think now would be a good time to mention my massive phobia of the ocean and everything in it…?
  • “that’s you.”
    • “aw that’s so sweet!”
      “no, i was pointing at the blobfish.”
  • the first time i met you, you were imitating a dolphin.
    “you’re yelling again.”
    “i get excited, sorry.”
  • so you’re telling me, in all the years of your life, you have never been to an aquarium?!? you have not lived.
  • the aquarium has one of those pools where you get to pet the fish and you’re literally the only full grown adult trying to pet the fish, but you look just as excited and hyperactive as the kids.
  • i work at the aquarium and this person (really cute person) is really interested in this one species, which i just so happen to be standing by how c o n v e n i e n t
    • you started talking aloud and it took me a few seconds to realise but you were addressing me and omg please talk more about this creature 
      • this is the most amusing thing i’ve seen because i’m talking about this sea-creature but im making it up as i go along and this employee is totally buying it this is the best
  • …what on earth could this person want with five massive seal plushies???
  • i can see you from the other side of the fish tank so you look a bit distorted but shit even when you’re distorted you’re attractive
  • you’re the only other person here at the aquarium and it’s like 10 PM, so i’m guessing you had a rough day too, huh?
  • yeah, hi, i’m petrified of sharks but i want to see the rest of the aquarium so do you think you could guide me through while i keep my eyes closed??? 
  • i work at the information booth and you literally just came up to me and talked to me for a solid forty minutes about how we should use jellyfish to conduct electricity… and the worst part is, i’m kind of onboard. 
  • “can we buy an aquarium?”
    “…i’ll think about it.”
  • “i feel really bad, this was meant to be a date but i just spent the whole time looking at the fish, that must’ve been really boring for you; sorry.”
    “who ever said i was complaining?”
  • “hey…do you think i could go all dory on this and speak whale?”
    “we’re in a public place, please don’t.”
    “too late! hIIiI theRe!”
    “i can’t believe it but i think it’s actually working.”
    • “and that’s the story of how we got kicked out the aquarium”
  • Finding Nemo: In Real Life
  • you tried to pet the fish and surprise the fish didn’t like it and they bit you, so now i’m currently giving you first aid whilst at the same time trying to calm you down. what an unforgettable first date this is huh.
    • (alternatively) we were at the petting pool and we went to go pet the fish before we left, i noticed that once we were out of the aquarium there was a massive stain on the front of your shirt..
      • “did you seriously just steal a fish? it’ll die.”
        “don’t worry! it’s in a bag of water of course. how stupid do you think i am?”
        “how did you- when did you- why - you know what, i’m not even gonna bother.”

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lucky--black--cat  asked:

16+klance please

16 - “It’s okay.  I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

It’s late when Keith hears a gentle tapping at his door. It’s so soft that it could easily be mistaken for just the castle resting, but in the silence of space, every sound is more significant. 

“Yeah?” Keith nervously answers. There’s a pause, then someone clears their throat. 

“It’s me.” lance answers. Keith feels his brows wrinkle in confusion, but he hops up to open his door. It swipes to the side to reveal Lance. Shirtless, in blue trunks and a towel around his neck. He shifts his weight nervously from foot to foot.

“Hey man, uh… I know it’s late, but I think I’ve figured out this pool situation if you wanted to…” He rubs behind his neck. 

“Sorry, it’s really late. Everyone else is asleep so I get it if…”

“It’s fine.” Keith shyly laughs and shakes his head. “It’s okay.  I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

Lance grins. Keith steps back into his room and pulls off his shirt in one smooth motion. Lance tries very hard to focus on the back wall and floor. He fails. 

Keith steps out out of his pants and grabs his towel before making his way back to the door.

“Whoa, no trunks? Just your undies?” Lance guffaws.

“They cover the same amount of skin.”

“No these are…” Lance watches Keith walk in front of him. “…tighter.” He swallows. Keith looks back over his shoulder and smirks. Lance gasps. He jogs ahead to fall in step next to his friend. 

“So scandalous!” He cries and melodramatically covers his mouth with his hand. Keith chuckles. 

They walk through the cool halls, and up several flights of stairs (they avoid the elevator now) until they reach the great room with the pool. Keith looks up at the water that miraculously ripples against the ceiling. 

Lance starts to scoot around the outside of the room. He looks at a panel with several witches and begins to press them with no particular methodology. lights flicker on and off, and it sounds like a fan starts.

“Allure said there should be….” Lance flicks a switch, and immediately their feet float off the ground. At first it’s slow, until he and Keith find themselves gaining speed.

“What did you…?!” Keith shrieks.

“I rerouted the gravity! Allure said that’s how you were supposed to…!” But Lance falls into the water before he can answer. He breaks the surface, gasping and disoriented as he looks up at what used to be the floor. Keith ungracefully splutters and gasps next to him. His dark hair completely covers his eyes and he looks half drowned. Lance dissolves into a fit of giggles. He takes his two index fingers and gently parts Keith’s fringe to find his face.

“You’re a mess,” He laughs.

“I wasn’t prepared!” Keith coughs. He brushes his hair out of his face. When Lance doesn’t stop laughing, he reaches out in an attempt to dunk him.

Lance shrieks and kicks off of him with a surprisingly powerful motion. It leaves Keith slightly winded, but he stays focused on how his friend glides gracefully through the water. His legs carry him with speed and fluidity. Keith gawks. 

“You swim a lot?” He asks.

“Oh yeah.” Lance laughs. He dives under the water and rotates his body as he propels himself back towards Keith. When he pops up in front of him, Lance spits a stream of water into his face.

“AUGH!” Keith lashes out. He manages to at least touch Lance’s arm this time, but in the water his skin is smooth and slippery. He curls around Keith’s body like a snake, before he pulls him under.

Lance holds tight and is surprised when Keith doesn’t immediately kick and claw at him. His arms grip to Lance’s slim waist, and he lets himself be turned about in the water. His dark hair swirls around his face, and Lance would swear that it’s the prettiest Keith has ever looked. He presses himself closer and hangs on as Lance pulls them along the bottom of the pool, there feet scraping along the rough surface. 

They gently break the surface with a sharp inhale. Keith’s hair sits nicely against his face this time. Tendrils of water move over his pale skin that looks even fairer in the blue light. His lips glisten. 

“Bet I can beat you to the other side!” Keith announces. He  beams as he dives under the water and begins to kick. Lance shakes his head and counts to five.

Even with the head start, Lance catches him easily. He grabs onto his ankle and hauls him back through the water, scooping him up into his arms and giggling when they break the surface. Keith keeps his arms wrapped around his neck and they press their foreheads together. Warm, humid air clouds between them. Keith slumps against Lance’s chest.

“I didn’t stand a chance did I?”

“Absolutely not.” Keith’s skin is irresistibly smooth under the water. Lance subconsciously begins to roam his hands over his hips and waist. 

“I think I could still beat you.”

“You’re out of your depths, mullet boy.” Lance smirks particularly wide at his own pun. 

“I’ll kiss you if you catch me again.” Keith breathes. Lance gasps, but doesn’t get much time to process before he’s sliding through his grip and kicking off again.

Lance doesn’t give him an advantage this time. With alarming speed, he’s swimming on top of Keith. Keith doesn’t hesitate to grab on to his shoulders and let himself be swept into Lance’s current. He opens his mouth to try and meet Lance’s, but his mouth just fills with water. He violently coughs when they rise to the top. Lance clicks his tongue.

“Did you try to kiss me underwater?”

“Shut up! It would’ve worked if we weren’t going so fast you… you…fish man.” Keith lightly hits his chest and it weakly splashes.

“C’mere,” Lance drags the smaller boy back to him.

His fingers tangle in dark hair and Keith immediately relaxes when their lips meet. It’s warm. The water between them makes their mouths slide even easier over one another and Keith hums. They kiss until their wet skin begins to chill and Lance feels Keith’s skin raise into goosebumps.

“Bet you can’t catch me three times.” Keith pants.

Lance laughs as Keith dives again. Despite his words, Keith has never been so willing to lose. 


Literally she just fuggin….piCKED HIM UP??

best friends text starters

[Text] My cat doesn’t approve of us hanging out

[Text] Get your butt over here and help me carry these groceries into the kitchen

[Text] Movie night tonight? You can pick and don’t pick one that’ll make you cry again

[Text] We should do something normal like play tennis together

[Text] We’ve gotta live a little, what do you suggest we do?

[Text] If we had kids they’d be more or less siblings

[Text] Nobody else would understand half of the jokes we make you know?

[Text] You’re the first friend I’ve met who hasn’t told me I’m weird then blocked my phone number

[Text] We should go fishing this Sunday. For no reason

[Text] I’ve no idea how we met but I love that it happened

[Text] I’m sat on my roof, want to join?

[Text] I need to make up a cringy nickname for you. That’s a sign of friendship

[Text] I like how I can ask you how to spell poltergeist and you don’t question it