#dat answers

[datrb]

Hey hi it’s me

Random thought I had, but do you ever wonder if the other hollowheads suffered from sleeping disorders? I know it’s a widely accepted HC that Second has narcolepsy, so that got me thinking “well what if the other bozos have it too?”

Not very lore related, ik, but it’s still interesting to think about

It IS interesting.

Besides, for others i actually think it might be the other way around and mostly due to their personal mental issues rather than physical.

For example, it is also quite widely accepted that Dark walks in his sleep because when he himself is asleep his code takes over.

Personally, i do like this HC, but i prefer an idea of Dark who can and will sleep literally anywhere at extremely unholy hours. Like... Spending several all-nighters in his workshop and then just falling asleep when he stumbled and fell over a chair, staying knocked out for following 12-15 hours up to a day. And nothing will be able to wake him up. Chosen just kinda got used to stepping over Dark's unconscious body, laying on the floor, at some point.

Chosen, on the other hand, i believe to have an extremely strict sleeping schedule of going to bed at 10 or 11 pm and getting out at 6 or 7 am. The problem would be his insomnia due to his lingering trauma. Firstly, ain't no way he will ever be able to fall asleep in the dark. He needs some type of light to be present so his eyes see the actual room he is in, otherwise it feels a little too much like the avast quarantine zone. And secondly, he has a problem of extremely light sleep. He practically doesn't get any rest, just kinda lies there with his eyes closed. Also quite possible he sleeps with his eyes open, which would definitely freak out Dark at first.

And Victim... Actually, i have quite a hard time imagining him having issues other than night terrors. He doesn't exactly have any sort of trauma or characteristics that would affect his sleep specifically. However, i can see him staying in the office well past his hours, especially at earlier stages of company's establishment, as well as getting most of his rest on same office's couch.

Many HC Vic to be "breaking apart" so, maybe that could affect his ability to sleep due to the pain of his code being corrupted from inside out, but that's kinda all i can come up with, sorry.

All in all they all might as well have their own flavour of "sleepy issues"

Oh and, funnily enough, one's sleep patterns are actually directly connected to both their physical and mental health. For example, people who suffer from depression tend to sleep a more than other people, and some use sleep as a coping mechanism as well.

[delicateartisantrash]

Character Opinion Bingo: TFP Starscream!

WE ALMOST GOT A BINGO

Starscream, however, gets the most consistent and inevitable deliverance of Karma I have ever witnessed a character to recieve. It's kind of his thing.

bro definitely been bullied enough

TFP Starscream is specifically one of the versions I am a perfect 50/50 of enjoying him as a cold cruel villain character or as someone who chooses and follows a path of redemption (cannon's not real if I don't look at it, right??? RIGHT???), or that lovely gray-zone blend he flip-flops around in because he doesn't even really know what he wants or needs, except he knows he wants to feel good and he hates things that make him feel bad.

Armada version of Starscream would get a big ol' sticker slapped on that *Hold the precious blorbo in palm with loves and adoration* but he has a slightly different character casting than mr.Starscream of TFP hehe

I almost put another sticker in the bottom right aesthetic block, but I actually prefer to draw other versions of Starscream like G1 and Armada, though his TFP design has grown on me.

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[datrbdumpster]

favorite animes?

Oh that's a hard one...

First things that come to mind are:

Mob Psycho 100

Dr. Stone

Land of the Lustrous

No Guns Life

But i am honestly not big of an anime watcher and my all-time favourite is a novel and a manhwa - Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint. (still waiting on that anime adaptation, although novel will forever stay on top purely because of the medium meta nattarive)

Also i really like quite a few western medias as well. Transformers: Prime being my favourite cartoon of all times ever since it first aired on TV. I also am kinda into Bionicles, used to be a MAJOR Gravity Falls nerd(literally have the official thrid journal proudly displayed on my shielf) and more nieche local media in my native language which include some less popular cartoons and indie projects which don't have an english adaptation.

Now that i look at that list... Huh that's quite a tonal shift between all of these serious and deep projects and a cartoon about stickfigures i mainly post about

[zepskies]

Hii! Could I request Soldier boys reaction to his gf slapping his ass 😭😭 like he's just walks by her in the comfort of their own home and she just... does it

🤣🥴 LMFAO. Bless you for this ask, my dear. It turned into a full on "imagine" scene instead of just bullet points. (And I think you sent me another imagine! I'll work on that one next. 😘)

Here we go…

Word Count: 550

Imagine: Repaying him for a job well done.

He was just standing there, doing the dishes.

You didn’t know why you liked it so much. You had cooked, so it was only fair that he cleaned up the kitchen. (Or such was one of the ground rules you'd set when you two moved in together.)

Maybe it was because he was actually following said rule. Maybe it was because your boyfriend was washing a damn dish without you asking.

Maybe it was the exquisite ratio of broad shoulders, straining under his simple shirt, to a tapered waist and a pinnacle of strong, jean-clad legs.

“Hey, you got any dishes over there?” Ben called to you, over his shoulder.

You took that moment to drain the last of your wine glass with one bracing sip.

“Yep,” you said, popping the “P.”

But when you didn’t join him in the kitchen, Ben finally looked over at you. His brow shot up when you raised the glass, twirling it around from your recline on the living room couch.  

“You really expect me to go over there and get it?” he said.

“Please?” You wiggled your bare toes on the couch and held onto your throw blanket. “My lower back hurts…you know, from all those hours I put into making a loving, home-cooked meal.”

Ben shot you a look of annoyance. You gave him a pair of imploring doe eyes; you both knew it was an act, but somehow, it still worked on him…most of the time.

Your mouth twitched at a smile when he finally came over to grab your glass. He plucked it out of your hand with a shake of his head. (And a look on his face that said you were lucky beyond fucking belief that he put up with you.)

So when he turned to leave, you really couldn’t help yourself.

You leaned over and gave him a nice smack on the ass for his efforts.

Ben was surprised enough to stop short. His hand flinched on reflex, actually cracking the wine glass. It was just a fraction of his super strength, but the glass soon shattered over his hand and onto the hardwood floor.

His hand was fine, of course, but his brows furrowed as he tried to comprehend what the hell just happened.

You bit your lip, but a snort of amusement still escaped. Ben slowly turned to you.

“Fucking proud of yourself, are you?” he asked, with a wry raise of his brow. Still his lips threatened to curve upwards.

“A bit, yeah,” you admitted. Your little smirk made his green eyes narrow.

“Okay,” he nodded. Then he turned and swiftly yanked the throw blanket off your body, before all but tackling you onto the couch.

You squealed and pushed at the iron wall of his chest, but it didn’t make a damn difference. Ben trapped you underneath him, caging your hips between his thighs, and sunk a firm hand in your hair.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish, sweetheart,” he said. His voice was gravel and sin, and it made a pleasant tingle run down your spine. You still had the audacity to smirk in his face.

“Who says I can’t finish it?” you quipped. Your nails dragged down his chest teasingly, all the way to his belt.  

Ben huffed. “We’ll just fucking see, won’t we?”

He then captured you with a searing kiss that made your toes curl.

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[14dayswithyou]

The 14DWY brainrot is real... >_< were ypu planning on sharing koi ren's design here too or is it discord only for now? remember to drink lots n lots of water today 🐸☔️

i don't rmbr if i included this but can you share any koi crumbs too?

✦゜ANSWERED: aaaaa I'm 14 years late to this ask (/silly), but thank you for reminding me!! I'll add the new Mer Ren design to da queue >:3

I'll also put the Koi Ren (I'm rocking with this new name!!) crumbs under the cut!!

"Stop rocking the boat, Ren." Without sparing a glance in his direction, you continue to stare out into the vast, open lake. "You'll scare away all the fish."

Had you turned around, you would've seen the faux-deadpan look on his face as Ren takes in the irony of your words. As if to prove a point, he gently swishes his tail in the water, which causes small ripples to form and (eventually) disturb your bobber. "I don't think the boat is the problem here."

"Okay, how about this... One more fish, then we can go back." You finally look back at your scaley companion — who was still leaning against the edge of your tin boat with a lazy smile — and give him a resolute nod. "Promise."

"Sure," Ren casually reaches into the boat to pick and pluck at some of your live bait. "But you said that about the last three fish."

"This will be the last one. I swear."

"You... swear?" You try to ignore the way Ren swallows up one of your minnows as if you weren't using them for bait as he continues to speak, "Like... curse words? Humans sure are weird creatures."

As if realising his comment, Ren's ocean-blue eyes widen slightly and shift towards your form. "N-Not... Not you, though."

With a laugh, you playfully try to nudge him off of the boat. All it does is cause it to tip slightly, but Ren steadies it when you show signs of losing balance.

"Alright. One more fish, then?"

You nod and cast your attention back to your rod once more. You don't even notice the silence — nor Ren slipping away — until you suddenly feel a tug on your line and call out to your companion in excitement. "That was quick!"

Quickly reeling it in, you wonder what kind of fish you'd just caught — it's definitely stronger than you anticipated, given how the rod drastically bends and snaps at every movement from the fish. And just as you see the shadow from the murky depths get closer, the ripples get bigger and cause a stir underneath your tin boat. Standing up now, you try with all your might to reel it on board...

...Only for a mess of black hair to emerge from below and peer up at you with a smug look.

"Ren!"

"Looks like you got a big one."

"C'moooon." You practically whine, though you allow Ren to haul himself into your tiny boat and rest his head in your lap. You can still feel his body shake from underneath your touch, no doubt still laughing at his poor attempt at a joke. "This doesn't count."

A beat passes before your fishy companion responds. "...Hm? Fine then."

Another moment of silence follows before he slithers back into the water without another word. Half of you worries that you might've said something to offend him (there was still the tiniest hint of a language barrier between you two). Still, it ultimately leads to nothing as Ren soon emerges once more — only this time, he's hauling the biggest largemouth bass you'd ever seen into your boat.

"This good enough?" He looks at you with wide, blue eyes. "If not, I can probably find a sturgeon and—"

"It's bigger than my boat!"

"Is this what your kind calls... exaggeration? Because your boat is big enough even for me to—"

"—Arghh! It's getting water everywhere! Put it back!"

It was almost comical how Ren tossed the fish over his shoulder and back into the water without breaking eye contact with you.

Another wave of silence hits, yet neither of you seems to move or break the awkward staring contest you'd somehow started. It's then when you notice Ren's grin get bigger — most likely at your resignation and embarrassment — which causes you to fall back into your seat in defeat.

"Fine. Enough fishing for today. Let's head back." Busying yourself with the bucket of fish and tacklebox in front of you, you secure your gear and pack everything away. But it seems Ren had other plans, seeing as he took it upon himself to climb back into your boat and rest his arms on your legs. No longer able to move as freely, you have no choice but to indulge in his carefree whims.

"But you caught me. Aren't you going to bring me home too?"

"As much as I want to," Truly, you do. You've always wanted to show Ren the world outside of Lake Bluemoss. "There's no way I'm carrying you all the way down the mountain."

"You never know until you cry."

"Try." You correct him. "Until you try."

"Your kind sure are funny." Ren nuzzles himself closer. "Perhaps another time, then... Stay here tonight."

Your body pricks up at his words, and you spare a glance at the abandoned boathouse near the dock. Despite its rough and rugged exterior, you and Ren actually made it quite comfy. It had some of your old blankets and sheets thrown over one of the boats to make it comfortable to lounge in — alongside a giant empty tank that you and Ren filled with water for him to sit in as well. Despite the lack of human traction, the place still felt homey and well-loved.

"...I guess I could."

"Then what are we waiting shore?"

You had to roll your eyes at his attempt at a pun.

[zhukzucraft]

i labeled your thing using your list

also scott really is an anime protagonist /pos /neu /neg

also how are you so good at style imitation. what the hell /vpos

if you and @songbird-fae enjoy style imitation, then check THIS out!! (LINK)

(also thank you both so much!)

[fadingplaidlibrary]

hellooooo!!! I’m the thirsty Harvey anon now ig lol. but now that I know you’re chill with these types of asks— would or wouldn’t Harvey be down for getting pegged??? istg, every time Harvey says something sweet to me in the actual game while I’m playing, I mentally go ‘ohhhhh, the strap is coming out tonight’ lmao. (he’d be very pathetic in a very cute and endearing way about it, I think.)

helloooo!!! so happy to have you aboard, beloved anon <33 here are my thoughts bc you are SO valid and i agree!!!

nsfw SMUT SMUT SMUT below the cut, minors dni. sdv!harvey x cisfem farmer who uses she/her pronouns. word count: 981. uhh mentions of anal fingering (m receiving), anal sex (m receiving), lube, strap-ons, foreplay, and aftercare. enjoy ;)

love, lube, lessons learned 🍑

harvey is a doctor, and a damn good one. he’s a man of science, a pillar of service to his community, and i like to think he got all As in his anatomy and physiology units back in the day. outside of his career, he’s also a grown man with refined tastes

all of these factors combined have me convinced that our beloved doctor does in fact enjoy getting pegged

after all, what better way to relinquish some control for a little bit, to relax and receive instead of giving all the time, and to experience the bodily wonder that is the prostate orgasm, than to lay back and let his sweet farmer peg him?

he does extensive research on the topic beforehand, even before his relationship with her. i like to think he has a fair amount of sexual experience under his belt (pun intended) by the time the farmer arrives in pelican town

i also like to think that he enjoys a nice massage, and that either giving or receiving a massage is his preferred style of foreplay

so imagine, if you will, that the good doctor and the farmer have been together for some time. they’re blissfully happy, absolutely glowing like all lovers do, and pleasantly compatible in bed

after dinner one night, the farmer asks him what his thoughts are on pegging. harvey freezes in the middle of washing up a mug and the tips of his ears blush pink, but he manages to compose himself. yes, he’s tried pegging. enjoyed it, even

maybe even wants to do it again

the farmer is thrilled

they shop around online until they find some equipment that matches their preferences. the farmer gets a harness made of very nice leather, maybe something custom-made in her favorite colors

harvey chooses just one plain blue silicone strap at first, but at the farmer’s insistence picks out a few more (the good doctor isn’t used to splashing cash on himself but he has a very generous lover)

while they wait for their packages to arrive, they experiment. they practice. they… well.

the farmer soon learns that harvey gets very blissed out very easily, with just one finger

he starts stuttering at two fingers

whining at three

they don’t use any more than three fingers, but that’s more than enough. harvey learns that he prefers to lay on his stomach with one leg bent, making a mess on the crisp white sheets and blushing furiously into the crook of his arm

it’s the farmer’s idea to place a pillow under harvey’s hips while he’s in this position (the man is canonically like 6’2”/187cm so leverage is certainly a factor)

it’s also the farmer’s idea to tuck a vibrator into the pillowcase on the side facing the bed

harvey doesn’t last very long with a vibrator buzzing underneath him, a plush pillow (in a satin pillowcase, no less) to grind against, and three fingers inside him — but he does beg for seconds about half an hour later

when the packages finally do arrive, the two take their time with their new toys. the first time harvey sees the farmer lock in the harness, he moans out loud without even meaning to

they line up the straps in size order, from one that’s about the width of one of the farmer’s fingers to one that’s nearly the same girth and length as the doctor himself. harvey picks the second-to-last one

a back massage is the first item on the menu, so harvey is floating before his sweetheart even bends him over

face down, ass up, pillows under his tummy for support. no vibrator this time, just lube, patience, and plenty of sweet encouragement from his very eager lover

it’s a good thing that the farmhouse is out of earshot of the town, because the good doctor gets very vocal once his girl slides the strap all the way in

she lets him catch his breath, keeps her hands on his hips for stability. he’s sweating already, aching for it, he wants more he wants it now he needs it please—

so she starts slow. just sliding out… then back in, gentle as she can, while her love keeps a white-knuckle grip on the sheets. she has to remind him to breathe more than once

the dimples in his lower back, just above the curve of his ass, make the perfect landing zone for her thumbs once he’s ready for her to pick up the pace

once she finds her rhythm, harvey is too far gone to do much besides moan and sweat and swear. but he doesn’t have to do much, does he? his girl takes such good care of him, even pressing her hand down against his sweat-soaked back to correct his arch when he needs it. she asks him to keep his ass nice and high, and her voice alone sends goosebumps dancing across his spine. harvey obeys

he starts babbling when he’s getting close, eyes squeezed shut as he snaps his hips back to match the farmer’s steady pace. his curls are matted to his skin with sweat, and he looks ethereal with that blush coloring his cheeks. and she’s so pleased with him, so pleased and so proud and so so fucking wet, and just— oh—

her praise is the last thing he hears before they tip over the edge together

harvey catches his breath for a moment, feels his girl lean over and kiss his temple before she slowly pulls out of him with a satisfied sigh. the aftercare is gentle, with more sweet kisses and sweeter praise, plenty of water and juice, and a fortifying snack before they shower together

later that night they cuddle up together, clean skin against clean sheets and all their equipment neatly tucked away. the good doctor sleeps better than he has in years

[shuruzy]

1! 2! 3!

Happy anniversary to EO Origins Collection🎉

[satans-knitwear]

FISHNETS: ON

Treat me ~ Tip me

[datrb]

asking this while I'm fighting off sleep medicine so pardon the poor spelling if any

how do you percieve the relationnship of the cg? Can you picture them bunking in the same bed cus one had a nightmare and the others joined cus they tight like that? Comfort crying seshes even??? just curious cus your hcs align with lots of mine (and you're just very ver cool)

Actually, when it comes to the Colour gang or Skittles gang, i see them as the "Boy will be boys" type of a situation. Just a bunch of teens without supervision hanging around and engaging in their shenanigans.

I can definetely see them having a deeper bond, and if one of them can't sleep - no one can. But at the same time they always have a "group of friends at a sleepover" vibe. And i kinda dig it. I think it'll be best portrayed if i actually come up with a scene to illustrate...

So, imagine them having a horror movie night.

Green would be the one who initiates it and picks out a movie. Blue will prepare snacks, Yellow will set everything up, Second and Red would prepare the couch.

During the movie Green is the most excited, Yellow has to support sobbing Blue, Red closes eyes on scary moments and Second just fell asleep in the beginning.

At some point they switch to a different more lighthearted movie, much to Green's disappointement. And at some point throughout watching of this movie they all end up falling asleep on the couch.

(might actually draw this at some point, it seems like a nice idea)

[derpiedoxie]

Ich wünsche euch allen noch ein schönes Sankt Martin!

(I wish you all a nice Sankt Martin!)

[zepskies]

Okay, I loved the reader smacking Ben's ass, so can we do an uno reverse of the situation, but lmao it would probably not end well because knowing Ben it probably would've been done during a terribly inappropriate time like a meeting or something, also I know that you didn't explicitly say it was BMD ben and reader but I did read it as such, lmao - salvadoreña anon (lmao it feels a little weird to call myself that because Im also desi lol)

Hello my Latina Lovely! 😘 (Wow! Love that you're also Desi. ❤️)

Aw, hell, you done uno-reversed me…

See this imagine for context: Repaying Soldier Boy for a job well done.

(And yes, I had Break Me Down-verse SB x Reader in my head writing that one as well lol. They're ingrained in me. 😂)

Word Count: 350

Imagine: Ben gets a little payback.  

Your heels clacked on the tile floor brusquely as you made your way back to your office, over in Surveillance. You carried a stack of paperwork that had to be sorted through—and on Grace Mallory’s desk by end of day today.

Your hair was falling out of its loosening bun, and you tried in vain to blow a piece of it out of your face. The elevator on the opposite end of the hall dinged. The doors opened, and out came your boyfriend, strutting into the hall in his supe suit.

You smiled. “Wow, that was quick. You caught Metallo?”

“Being booked with bendy straws for arms as we speak,” Ben replied with a cocky smile. He headed toward you down the hall. “Gonna grab a bite to eat. Care to join?”

You raised a brow at bendy straws for arms. He really needed to work on how badly he roughed up these supes when bringing them into custody.

“Can’t right now,” you said, gesturing with your eyes to your workload. “But I’ll let you know when I’m ready to head home, if you want to wait for me.”

While you spoke, Ben was busy taking in your white blouse, the dark red lipstick, the pencil skirt, the sexy little heels. It was straight out of one of his fantasies…

Maybe you’d be down for a round of sexcretary after work. His lips curved at the thought.

But then, he remembered how you’d got him to accidentally shatter a nice crystal wine glass the other night, and it got him contemplating some retribution.

“All right. See you then, baby doll,” he said mildly.

When he finally reached you, he gave you a nice smack on the ass as he passed by.

You jolted with a wide-eyed yelp. Ben smirked at the sound.

He’d gotten you with a little more force than he thought though, as it made you lose your grip on your files. They flew from your hands and scattered onto the floor.

You twisted back to meet him with a glare. Ben’s hand clenched and curled back…

Then he gave you a sly grin.

“Payback’s a bitch, ain’t it?”  

AN: So I don't typically post two new fics within the same day (sorry for the spam), but this one was short and essentially a sequel to the other imagine lol. (And my weird brain doesn't like a packed drafts folder. 😉)

I have at least one more SB imagine coming this week. I got a ton of requests this weekend, so thank you all! I really am so flattered. 🥰🥰

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[somer-writes]

I have crawled out of my mole whole to humbly ask you

but what type of southern accent do you think Twilight has? 🤔

hello thank you for coming out of your mole hole, have a treat :3

uuuuh well so im like Midwest Supreme so my interp for his accent comes from like podunk midwest backwater nowhere XD we're talking towns built around grain elevators where theres more cows than people and you can get snowed in for days if you dont live on a snow route

but usually the Default Southern accent i write for OCs is either like Appalachia or gater rasslin loosianna XD

depends on if i want cowboy or chewing tobacco yknow

i think twi just bc of the goats and pumpkins is probably somewhere in the wyoming or northern colorado range of That Peach in Levis cowboy. like modern twi wears a duck coat and chews on toothpicks and has a stetson hat. or when hes doing ranch work hes wearing coveralls but has the sleeves tied around his waist and a carhartt shirt underneath. and you know his carhartts are just destroyed and patched over and over in the ass. he gives fresh goat milk to the farm cats and the dogs follow him *everywhere*. hes riding draft horses recreationally. epona might be a perchie

imo a lot of people write a Tennessee twi but mostly like knoxville. maybe arkansas? not quite In the Swamp south for a lot of them but more like Mountain South. but not mountain enough to be the kind that sets bear traps for cops yknow. just mountain enough to have anarchist leanings.

[punks-never-die205]

I simply have to know...

What's the ranking of fattest ass to flattest ass?

Where do they fall on the jiggle scale?

Whose britches are stuffed with peaches and who had their peaches run over by a Chevy?

Seymour punk butts! I wanna Seymour punk butt's!

(I am so sorry, my ability to be normal when it comes to these men's hindquarters is simply nonexistent 🫠)

I know people like to say Kid’s got a flat ass (flat ass captain trio, and their ba-dunk-a-dunk first mates)

Butt

(Heh.)

Because of the forces of magnetism Kid is constantly dealing with I think he’s got a squat-master ass. He and Killer might be tied for most bodacious booty on the crew.

Heat’s is the flattest though. Wire’s weapon of choice gives him well worked glutes, but Wire’s fire breathing isn’t as much of a body work out.

[bigjuicymangoes]

Welcome 🥭

I got fed up with editing my bio so here goes:

Hi 🙋🏾‍♀️ this has been long overdue

I am an Indian gal in my late 20's from the land down under

I'm married!! Irrespective of that, I am not interested. Be respectful or get blocked

21+ to follow and interact is preferred but 18+ is accepted

Don't be a creep - it's not that hard to be a decent person. I'm nice as long as you respect my boundaries.

If you're under 18, don't have your age displayed anywhere, have a blank blog etc., or if I just feel like it - you're getting blocked soz. This is pretty standard stuff

Dms are open for mutuals *sometimes*

I don't wanna flirt with you, see your dick, or show you my face or tits

No, I don't post photos of myself so pls don't ask.

I think that's it for now peeps. Have fun, stay kinky. Thanks ✌🏽

[peppinos-pizza]

I need some advice, peppino..

Uh.. how do i..yknow... {he points at a dead body}

Get rid of this? I found it outside the house I was staying at.

"KID????

YOU'RE-A GONNA MAKE-A ME HAVE A HEART ATTACK. I CAN'T-A HELP YOU-A WITH THIS, MAN."

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