#swimming lessons

[alwaysbewoke]

this was stressful but beautiful at the same time haha

the hug at the end y'all....

#blackbabies #swimminglessons #teachyourkidstoswim #shewasscaredbutbrave

[hairychestloversblog]

When it’s your nervous students initial swimming lesson and he bares his chest for the first time 🤗

[dez-ku]

Mei is "teaching" MK how to swim 🏊‍♂️

[have-you-read-this-short-fiction]

"Swimming Lesson" is available to read here

[misforgotten2]

The latest Olympic sport, Synchronized Wading.

[wanderlustt-stardustt]

It was wrong of me to think that this was special, when I wasn't the only one. I don't know what I thought would come out of this.

I should've known that everything you said meant nothing to you when it meant everything to me. I never would've gotten involved had I known you were thinking and saying the same words to someone else. This was a game I didn't agree to play. I was never going to compete for your attention or love. And you tried to keep it a secret, as if I wasn't smart enough to figure it out. That's the cruel part. Making me think I was the only one at fault, When you were simply spinning your wheel of choice. I was a fool. Unknowingly waiting for you to choose between me, and other women with the same dazed eyes.

[stephpotterart]

Dalfon and Bailey teach Bailey’s little cousin to swim! She’s a huge fan of all things “Mermaid”, so this is the best day of her little life yet

[ashacadence]

@takamatsu-kun

Haaaaaaaaapppy berfdayyyyy. Percy kidnapped/forcibly volunteered to hitch a ride on his whale gf, Mystic. Love and adore these two and the orcafolk.

#notfurry #donottagasfurry

#respectartists

[hugsandchaos]

Those who like writing Sonic bonding with Shadow, I have a good scenario for you. I have a headcanon that Shadow is an excellent swimmer, with or without using his chaos powers. So what if Shadow somehow ended up giving him swimming lessons?

Bonus points if Silver is there as a five year old and manages to keep up with Shadow much better than Sonic.

[dalisman127y]

Momo yaoyorozu x kyoka jiro swimming lessons

Momo and kyoka were at Momo's pool.

Momo swims around underwater and kyoka just dangles her feet in the water and kicking it.

Momo: come on in, my love it feels good.

Momo rakes the water from her black hair.

Kyoka: um N-No thank you.

Momo: ohh I see! You can't swim,can you?

Kyoka: well not really noooo.

Kyoka looks down at her reflection.

Kyoka: before I went to UA academy. me and my family would go to a water park. Dad would talk to his friends over by the bar and mom would play with me on the pool side pouring a cup of water on my head.

In a flash back kyoka's mom pouring water on kyoka's head with a red cup.

Kyoka's mom:haha good job,baby. one day you'll be able to swim in the big pool with us soon enough.

Kyoka's mom smiles and the flash back ends.

Kyoka: but then, I was asked by Mr. Aizawa and all might to join UA academy and that day never came.

Kyoka continues to look down at her reflection and momo places her hand on her thigh.

Momo: don't worry, love If you want,I can teach you how to swim.

Kyoka:can you really?!

Momo: sure thing. Just follow me.

Momo helps kyoka into the water.

Momo: ok, lesson 1: dunking underwater. Ok you'll start with putting your face in the water.

Kyoka takes a deep breath and puts her face in the water and momo holds her hands. Kyoka comes up for air.

Momo:good. Now, let's try submerging completely

Kyoka: um I don't know...

Momo: It's okay I'll do it with you. On the count of three we'll go under together ok?

Kyoka: ok...

Momo:1....2....3!

They took a deep breath and submerged underwater. kyoka and momo look at each other. the underwater scenery set the mood as momo gives kyoka a sweet underwater kiss.

Shortly after they burst out of the water for air.

Kyoka: w-why did you do that?!

Momo: sorry couldn't resist. Any who, lesson 2: floating.

Momo helps kyoka to float on her back.

Momo: very well done, my love. now try flapping your arms and legs from side like you were making that beautiful snow angel last winter.

Kyoka does as directed.

Kyoka: like this?

Momo: yes,yes! Good girl. Lesson 3 : basic strokes!

Momo holds on to kyoka's hands as kyoka kicks the water.

Momo: wow,babe. You're doing fantastic.

Kyoka: thanks, Hun.

Momo: oooh picture time!

Momo swims up to the poolside where momo left her phone as kyoka stares.

Momo: oh don't worry. It's water proof.

Momo swims towards kyoka and holds up the camera.

Kyoka removes a bit of her wet, purple hair.

Momo: okay say "cheese"!

Momo and kyoka smile into the camera.

Momo: let's send it to your parents. they'll be so proud.

Kyoka: sure i don't see why not.

Momo sends the picture to kyoka's mom.

Kyoka's mom: hah! Honey, look!

She shows the picture to kyoka's dad.

Kyoka's dad: heh that momo girl never ceases to amaze me.

[backtothestart02]

Swimming Lessons - 2/2 | westallen family fanfiction

A/N: Enjoy!

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Chapter 2 -

It was about an hour’s drive out to the old Allen cabin on a lake. Luckily, it was also a Friday, so the West-Allen family decided to make a weekend vacation out of it and packed enough to last till late Sunday afternoon. Nora complained about the wait to get there, but both Barry and Iris were cheerful as could be when they answered ‘almost’ to nearly every ‘are we there yet’ their daughter delivered.

When they arrived, Nora raced out of the SUV and skirted to a stop on the back porch of the cabin overlooking the lake.

“Daddy, this is so cool! How come you never took us here before?”

Barry swallowed, a moment of silence for the memories he’d had here with parents that only now lived in his heart. Iris squeezed his hand and answered for him.

“We actually did bring you here when you were really little.”

Nora folded her arms and raised an eyebrow.

“How little?”

Iris tugged on her braids as she approached her.

“What does that matter?”

“I was in your belly, wasn’t I?”

Iris laughed and turned to Barry who was back to his old self and lifting their bags from the SUV.

“This one’s too smart for her own good, isn’t she?”

Barry smirked.

“Oh, definitely.”

Nora rolled her eyes.

“Can someone please unlock the door, so I can change into my swimsuit?”

“A bit demanding for someone who never wanted to swim again as long as she lived,” Iris pointed out, and Nora sobered up.

“I did say please,” she informed her mother.

“You did.” She chuckled, then turned to face her husband. “Bear?”

“On my way!”

He struggled with the luggage all the way to the front door and then dropped it promptly.

“You know, little lady, you could’ve at least carried your purple teddy bear that’s as big as you are, I think.”

Nora pouted as she walked to where her dad was.

“I thought I was your little princess who could do no wrong.”

Iris laughed.

“She got you there, hun.”

Barry muttered something under his breath, then got the door open before either of the women he so adored could ask for clarification.

“Whoa! This place is so cool!” Nora declared, immediately running inside and inspecting every room. “Which room is mine?” she asked after zipping out of the master bedroom.

“Not that one,” Barry and Iris both said without looking, to which Nora slumped her shoulders and went into the smaller bedroom across the hall. “I guess this one’s good too.”

Barry and Iris shared a look.

“Though I could do without the rocketship blankets…” Nora scrunched up her nose.

Barry cleared his throat and headed for his daughter after dropping the bags in the middle of the living room.

“Those would be mine,” he said, leaning against the door.

Nora spun around.

“Yours? Like when you were my age?” Her eyes widened, and her mouth fell open.

He nodded. “Just about. I used to come out here with my mom and dad every summer.”

And that’s when Nora grew quiet.

She knew the stories. She’d been told when she asked why she didn’t have two sets of grandparents like most kids the previous year that her daddy’s mom and dad had died before she was born. She wasn’t told how, and she hadn’t asked at the time, but she suspected it was something really sad because she could see how her dad changed when they were brought up. Whatever he said, the memory of his parents still made him sad because they couldn’t be here now.

Nora did the only thing she could think of to do. She walked up to her dad and hugged him around his legs.

“I love you, Daddy.”

“I love you, too, Princess.”

He bent down and hugged her more fully.

“Can we change into our swimsuits now?” she asked after a few moments of silence.

He chuckled.

“You bet. You want to grab your suitcase?”

She groaned, and he grinned.

“Hey, I brought it most of the way. And it’s not even that big.”

“Yeah, because you wouldn’t let me overstuff it like last time we went on vacation.”

“When the zipper broke, you mean?”

Nora glared but grudgingly stomped into the living room in her purple, fuzzy, unicorn flip-flops and grabbed her bag that matched, trudging back into her dad’s old bedroom and giving her parents a moment alone while she changed.

“You alright?” Iris asked, running her hand down her husband’s arm to soothe him from whatever memories still plagued him. He’d told her time and again that he’d healed from the death of his parents the night Nora was born, but she knew it still had to hurt that his parents weren’t here to watch their kids grow up.

It helped that Joan and Jay, who had no intention of starting a family at their age, had started coming around more and integrating with their family, but it wasn’t exactly the same. And nothing would be. So checking in with her sensitive husband was still a must, and she didn’t mind it one bit.

“Yeah.” He nodded.

“You sure?”

He smiled faintly and leaned down to kiss her.

“Positive.”

He moved away from her to find his swimsuit, and then he found her maternity bikini she’d insisted on bringing.

“You sure you don’t want to stick with the pretty summer dress you’ve got on? It’s not like there’s a railing or anything for you to hold onto.”

Iris frowned.

“You know, now that you mention it, I think I will stick with this for now. Maybe you and I can do some swimming after we put her to bed later though. Then you can be my railing.”

He smirked.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“AHEM.”

They both turned to see their little girl standing at the front of the hallway in her lilac-colored sparkly one-piece swimsuit and bright pink floaties on her arms.

“Those are coming off today, young lady.”

Nora’s eyes widened, and she noticeably panicked, looking to her mom for help.

“Not right away though, honey.” She looked to her husband. “Right, Daddy?”

He softened.

“Of course not. Baby steps.”

Nora relaxed and then almost immediately stomped her foot.

“Why aren’t you dressed yet, Dad?”

“Oh, I’m just ‘dad’ now, am I?”

“Until further notice.” She tipped up her nose to the ceiling and walked through the cabin till she reached the back door.

Barry shook his head, and Iris chuckled.

“Take your time, Babe. I’ll keep her occupied.”

“Thanks.”

And yet, in a jiffy, he had run to the bedroom, changed into his swim trunks, and zipped past the two of them down to the beach.

“Daddy, wait for me!” She let go of her mother’s hand and chased after him. Luckily, Iris was near a cushioned wooden chair on the front deck and eased into it just in time to lose physical contact with her daughter. She had a water bottle with her too, so she knew she’d be good for a while.

Barry stopped and grinned, waiting for the seven-year-old to catch up to him.

Heaving and looking annoyed, Nora stopped when she reached him, hands on her hips, head tilted up and glared in his direction.

Barry only chuckled and held out his hand to her.

“Come on.”

She let him lead her up until she realized they weren’t going straight for the lapping water but for the dock meant for boats.

“Oh, Daddy, I dunno…”

He picked her up and held her in his arms the rest of the way.

“There are some rocks right at the shoreline, Princess. I don’t want you to hurt your feet. Down by the dock, it’s sandier, and you can swim freely.”

She gulped and clutched his shoulders tightly.

“If you say so.”

Iris watched them cautiously as Nora turned to look at her from over her dad’s shoulder, looking a bit panicked. She waved to her enthusiastically though, unsure if that made things better or worse. But she trusted Barry, and she trusted him with their child. She knew it would be okay.

“Alright, you stay here,” he said, setting Nora down on the edge of the dock. “I’ll go in first. Then, when I say, you jump into my arms, and we’ll begin.”

She gulped.

“O-Okay, Daddy.”

He got down on her level and gripped her chin.

“Don’t you worry, honey. Everything’s gonna be okay. And I won’t make you take your floaties off until you’re ready, okay?”

She took a deep breath and nodded.

“Okay.”

She watched then as her dad jumped down into the water. The water barely came up to his waist, so she knew it wasn’t that deep. Still, it was deep enough to be over her head, so she was glad she had her floaties on.

“Okay, your turn,” he encouraged, holding out his dripping arms.

Nora looked down at her reflection in the water.

“Is it cold?”

Barry gathered two handfuls of water and held it up to her for her to dip her finger into.

“Not too bad,” he assured.

“It’s freezing!” Nora countered.

“Not once you get in, I promise.”

“I dunno…” She hesitated. “What if there are sharks?”

“Sharks are only in oceans. This is a lake. And it’s just you and me, and your floaties. Plus, look at your mom.” Nora turned back to look at her mother. “She’s being a look-out. If she sees anything suspicious, she’ll let us know.” He craned his neck to look at his wife. “Isn’t that right, Iris!”

“Yep!” She called back, even though she hadn’t heard a word he’d been saying to Nora.

“See?” He looked back at his daughter. Then he held out his hands. “Trust me.”

Nora took a deep breath, then nodded.

“Okay.”

“Great!”

He grinned and took one step back. He kept his arms raised and watched as little Nora plugged her nose with one hand, shut her eyes, and jumped into the air and into his arms.

Water covered her little legs but only splashed onto both their upper halves, and soon enough Nora realized she’d had no need to plug her nose at all.

“Well?” Barry asked. “What’s the verdict?”

“It’s…it’s not bad,” she admitted.

He chuckled.

“Didn’t think so. Now, come with me.”

Slowly, he released her so she was solely supported by her floaties, but he held onto her fingertips, so he wasn’t very far away and together they floated out a little further into the lake. When they were at chest level for Barry, they stopped.

“Why are we stopping?” Nora asked, frowning.

“Because I want to make sure the water is above my head before you can really swim on your own. There’s a dip not far away, and we can’t both be in danger.”

“Right,” she squeaked.

“Which we’re not,” he soothed her. “Now come on, kick your little legs for me. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

And so they moved across about 10 feet in the lake swimming back and forth, Nora kicking as hard as she could under the surface and Barry tugging lightly on her hands to make her go even faster. Then he showed her again how to tread water, what she had to do with her arms and legs, how to float without floating, laying all the way back on her back and lying still, and how using her arms could make her swim fast too.

He showed her all that while keeping her floaties on, and then they came in closer to the shore so the water was at Barry’s hips. Then he asked if she wanted to try it without her floaties.

Nora’s eyes widened with panic.

“You don’t have to, Nora. I’m asking if you want to.”

She swallowed.

“Can we go in a little closer to where I can stand?” she asked. “Then maybe I can try it and see if it works.”

“Sure.”

And so they got closer to shore, luckily before the rocks really started showing up, and Nora was able to stand with the water at her waist.

“Okay, here you go.”

She took the floaties off daintily, and he tossed them ashore, making sure to lock eyes with Iris and nod, so she’d know he knew what he was doing. Then, he looked back at Nora and nodded too.

“You ready?”

She licked her lips and gave a quick nod.

“Yes.”

She pushed off the ground, started kicking madly beneath the surface, and even used her arms!

“You’re doing it! You’re doing it!”

“I’m doing it?!”

“Yes!” He laughed. “Keep going!”

And so, she did, though she was careful not to stray too far into the lake, and at one point when she got a little nervous, Barry was right there beside her, gripping his hands around her waist, and eventually encouraging her to climb onto his back and hold on as he swam with her a little deeper.

“I feel safe with you, Daddy,” she said, laying her cheek on top of his head.

“I’m glad, Princess.”

“But uh…I think I want my floaties back. Just for a little bit.”

He smiled softly.

“You got it. We can try more without them tomorrow.”

“Deal.”

And so, he swam back to the dock and helped her climb onto it. Then he followed suit, and they got her floaties back on, and he got some snacks for his very pregnant wife and growing daughter. Then after a while, Barry and Nora got back in again and swam some more. This time she kept her floaties on the whole time, but first thing the next morning she wanted to swim without them, and by the time the party came around a few weeks later – after returning to the cabin each weekend following to practice, she was ready to go and accepted the invitation.

Barry and Iris overheard Nora telling little Lia one day when she was over, and Lia asked what had changed.

“I learned how to swim,” Nora said confidently. “My daddy taught me.”

[lachicadeloslibros-y-lasboybands]

- Lecciones de natación, Lili Reinhart.

[cannondisabledcharacters]

Today’s disabled character of the day is Icelyn Lee from Swimming Lessons, who has phasmophobia, sanguivoriphobia, lupophobia, serenephobia, and teraphobia

Requested by Anon

[Image Description: Drawing of a serious looking girl with short black hair and brown eyes standing what appears to be a track and field track. She's wearing her hair in a ponytail, and wears an open baseball shirt with a blue undershirt and black shorts.]

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Poster by John Wagner for swimming lessons offered by the Department of Parks., ca. 1938. It shows African-Americans on one side and white children on the other, and all but two are male. Silkscreen.

Source: LoC

[wanderlustt-stardustt]

"Use my chest to rest your head, I swear i'll never move again."