[lightningstryker9000]

THAT FIRST VOICE LINE…hear me out 🫦

[dispatch-lover]

Well, this post is gonna make a lot of rounds soon. I can already feel it. Man makes too many whimpery breathy suggestive noises. 👀💦

(On another note: Is he okay??!!?? My God, it sounds like he gets hurt a lot. 😭 And also he is such a dork in some of these lines and I love him for it. Not him apologizing for cursing and saying something "smarts" when he gets an owie and asking what a concussion feels like. I love him to pieces. 💘💘💘)

[cemetexia]

Ok so… I’m like… a whole foot shorter than Waterboy… and now I’m trying to figure out how being in a relationship with someone that big would be. Like… his posture’s already gone to hell, and now I gotta use a step ladder just to give him a kiss on the cheek ?!

Not to mention anything sexual… I’m gonna need a sturdy ladder-

I KNOWWW dude he’s a tower i’m 4’11 and he could cast me in his shadow like the solar eclipse

-even before you two start dating, he’s take your height into account dreaming about being with you

-getting things off of high shelves for you, carrying you on his shoulders at concerts, you KNOW that man would be your carrier in those hand wrestling things at the pool, idk what they’re called

-he gets a sense of pride from it! being your big, strong, capable man like those old romcoms <33

-but when you do start dating, you run into some issues

-his back? he resembles the love child of a shrimp and a wet floor sign, he is hunched over to hell and back to kiss you

-eventually he’ll start just bending at the waist at a ninety degree angle to get/give you kisses, he’ll even clasp his hands together dreamily as your lips meet

-if you’re okay with it, he’ll even pick you up so you’re at his eye level to hold you and kiss you, spares his back from breaking

-he loves having you sitting on his lap or between his thighs, wrapping his limbs around you like ribbon around a christmas present, holding you makes him feel warm and protective

-he doesn’t really give you pet names or mention your height! he knows what it’s like to be ridiculed and patronized for something one can’t control and he doesn’t want to make you feel like that

-but he can’t help but get all giggly when you try to reach for something yourself, then give up and ask him for help, he loves helping you

-“flambae’s being a dick again! piece of burnt shit put my lunch atop the fridge. waterboy can you—“

-he’s already on it <3

-when you two fuck it’s almost completely different

-most nights you still dominate him! riding his dick until his brain squirts out in cumshots, having his long legs over your shoulders while you batter your cock or your strap inside him, pinning his hands to his sides so he can’t take over

-your height doesn’t really matter in bed, you still make him weak and fuck sore all the same

-but on nights where he needs to get some pent up stress out and dominates? you KNOW he’s taking advantage of your height difference

-he’ll shroud you in his shadow when he’s on top, dripping water over your bare body as he pounds you into the mattress, barely able to get your ankles over his shoulders before he decides to put you in a mating press instead

-if you’re short enough, he’d fuck you with your chest against the wall and your feet hovering over the ground because his legs are so long

-you know that hamster trying to eat the banana but the banana is fucking massive compared to its mouth meme? yeah. that.

-his height mixed with his massive dick? pray for your legs. get some crutches. get a cane. just stay in bed at that point. let him hold you <33

[cemetexia]

AHHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR DOING MY REQUEST (I was the soft dom/leash anon. wait... do I want to be known as that idk 😭)

I NEED WATERBOY SO BADLY UGHHHHHHH I NEED HIM TO PRAISE MY SMALL CHEST INSECURITIES RAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

I eat your writing up everytime you post thank you for feeding us nom nom nom nom :3

I GOTCHU FELLOW SMALL CHEST HAVER IN THE CHAT!!! ugh thank you sm i’m happy you like my writing!! mwah mwah :3c

“s-so pretty, so— so perfect.” a chaste kiss graces your breast. “it's... you have such a beautiful chest.”

your top laid idle on the floor, discarded by your boyfriend when you expressed distaste towards the small size of your tits.

“can’t even fill out a fucking shirt,” you half-jested, trying your best to seem unbothered as you scrutinized your chest with uneasy eyes, “you think if i got a boob job, it’ll look better on me?”

herm was quick to pull you on top of him, stripping you of your shirt to run his damp hands over your bare skin. he had you perched on his lap, thighs on either side of his lap as he kissed down the valley of your breasts. his hand held onto your left, his mouth pressing kisses on your right. you supported your weight behind you on his thigh with one hand, cradling his head with the other.

gentle waves of static course through your body as his lips attach to your bud, a quiet gasp emitting from your lips. his tongue rubs wet circles around the skin with a soft moan. herm couldn't understand why you were so insecure about your chest- he was in absolute heaven when you allowed him to rest his head against them. he gave your tit a suckle as if he were trying to draw something out of them, whimpering around it as he fluttered his eyes open to gaze up at you.

you could feel his cock begin to harden between your thighs. drool streams down your chest from his lips when he detaches from your right breast only to lick his way to your left. his hand slides over your right breast and completely covers it with his palm. he squeezes it gently, coaxing a sigh out of you. he kisses the hard bud aching for attention.

"so soft and... and perfect," he whispers, wrapping his other arm around your waist to pull you even closer, "tastes so- so good. i love you so much..."

[cemetexia]

ok this one is So Silly(tm) and probably done before but reader that gets themselves in Situations on purpose and calls SDN to specifically request waterboy’s help. like oh no i accidentally handcuffed myself to something in my apartment wearing my sexiest set of lingerie… can you please send that adorable 6’4 redhead i MEAN capable superhero with water powers

LMAOOO setting your house on fire just to get the cute guy with the water powers to come over is such a power move

waterboy missed you. he missed you terribly.

you were out of action that day after a doctor's appointment, deciding that it was worth it to take the day off of work after it ended late into the afternoon. your time was better spent in a form fitting outfit after a hot shower anyway.

without you by his side during missions, he thought of you. anything he saw outside with the color of your uniform, he was reminded of you. in between mundane household tasks to keep you busy, he texted you whenever he could.

'miss you so much ml !'

'wish you were here, saved a cat today ! she had your eyes'

'you better be at work tomorrow >:('

and right at the end of his break, waterboy sent a photo of himself from a low angle. in the darkness of the janitor's closet, you could see his erection form a tent in his wetsuit glistening at the bulged nylon. his spare hand palmed it from the bottom, holding it up to the camera's view.

'i need you. don't wanna wait to see you :('

it was then that an idea popped in your head. was it a bad idea? probably, but you could practically hear the desperation in his texts. you fished out a pack of cigarettes from your pocket, using your other hand to text him back.

'you'll see me soon, love. patience.'

tucking your phone into your pocket, you shuffled your hand through the junk drawer for a lighter. you took a cigarette from the box of malbaro reds, letting the box fall onto the floor before reaching your hands towards the smoke detector on the ceiling. you lit the cigarette and waited a few seconds for the burnt tobacco to sway into the detector's sensors. just as you prepared, the smoke detector began screaming in danger with deafening blares.

you winced, then took the cigarette and lighter from beneath the detector's body. you swapped your phone's place with the lighter, dialing sdn's phone number from memory. it rang once, then twice, then you heard that familiar jaded voice call to you through the speakers. you could even hear him wince from your fire alarm blaring in his headset.

"sdn dispatch, how can i help you?"

"my, uh, there's a fire in my kitchen and i can't get it under control," you lied smoothly, taking a drag from the cigarette, "can you send someone. preferably the guy with the water powers to put it out?"

robert paused for a second, then let out an exasperated sigh.

"really?" your name slipped from his lips in dimmed annoyance. "you take a day off and decide to set yourself on fire?"

"that's no way to talk to an sdn family member," you teased, "now send him or the next time you see me i'll be a pile of cremated. ashes"

he sighed again, one more gruff and full of breath. "he's on his way."

"thank you!" you hung up the phone, reaching up to the smoke detector to turn it off. you didn't need it blaring in your ear while you waited for your boyfriend to come over.

-

"i-i'm here!"

waterboy bursted through your door the second your front doorknob gave into his spare key's ministrations. he whipped his head around your home, searching for the source of the fire. at the lack of smoke basking through the air, his shoulders fell, eyes traveling to the couch where you laid with a cigarette in the ash tray and a smile on your lips.

"where- i thought you- ...fire?"

you laughed, spreading your legs to make room and stretching your arms towards him.

"i'm sorry, i just wanted to see you, too." you beckoned him with grabbing hands. "come here, baby. i need you."

his heart skipped a beat. a beaming grin curled on his lips as he stripped his goggles from his eyes, slotting his body between your legs and capturing your lips in a wet kiss.

[arpadoffrogs]

Little practice in drawing a back. Had a lot of fun :)

I imagine his grandmother made him go to the swimming pool because she believes it will fix his posture. Do you think it helped?

[medievalsaint]

Non dispatch posting but this guy on heartopia reminds me of waterboy

[floatingtophats]

Thinking about how flam is 36 and prism is 26 lol

[sketchy-pigeon]

Ee em gee waterboy WATERBOY 🥹🥹 my shayla 🥹 generic school doodles but STILL 😢

My ramblings look insane

[unsaddie]

So no one was going to mention to me that according to the Dispatch wiki the game finale happened on the same day as Barbie movie release?? Okay I see how it is (and as we all know, Dispatch wiki is the most accurate source of information /lh /s)

Anyway. The moment I found out I knew I had to do this. The gang, absolutely messed up after the whole fight, but still dressing up and going because of course they would

Okay so especially without colors the outfits are probably hard to recognize, so I will try to explain all (and also because I'm a certified yapper, it'll be a miracle if any of my posts won't be long)

Also this part without people in the front because a lot got covered up

Mandy is on the front with the dialogue bubble, she's wearing the pink jumpsuit, thought she would probably wear something less flashy :] Also unsure if you can tell at all, but she's leaning on the counter out of breath because she is struggling to adjust to her stamina without her amulet!

Coupé and Punch Up are wearing matching roller blading outfits, I thought the skin-tight clothing fits Coop and wanted them to match :D

Chase is wearing Ken's disco jumpsuit! He also has refused to let Robert walk even a step more than he needs after he realized his state. Robert was arguing with it for a while but has realized that Chase is one of the few people that can beat his stubbornness, so he has accepted his fate. (He also won't say that despite the battle being over before that, he only really felt safe after Chase held him)

Robert is wearing Ken's cowboy outfit that Prism forced him into, (to Flambae's dismay) excluding the hat — that he gave to Golem, since he couldn't really wear anything more himself.

Prism is wearing Barbie's disco jumpsuit (that I struggled to make look shiny at all fjkfbwe) and is taking selfies with Flambae and Golem. I drew that separately actually, but I think I'll post it in a reblog or something because there's a lot happening here already

Flambae is wearing Barbie's cowgirl outfit! He didn't find the fact that Prism tricked Robert into matching with him as amusing as she did.

Phenomaman has Ken's denim fit on, picked by Flambae. He's also sneaking in Beef, but doesn't really know what exactly that means, so he just carried him in without trying to hide him much,, He will attempt to stop everyone feeding Beef popcorn (we love the round boy, but he needs a diet man)

Malevola is wearing Barbie's sailor outfit and I want to note that it's one of my favorite ones :D She is also dragging Waterboy (wearing Ken's pastel beach outfit) through the portal to meet up with Sonar!

Sonar is wearing the "I am Kenough" one, and I am here to spread untwinkified Sonar propaganda because I saw it on a single fanart and now I don't think I can come back.

Royd has Ken's Barbie jacket and sweats (? are they sweats idk, pants), and Galen is dressed as Allan because he's cool like that. They're enthusiastically discussing their favorite Barbie movies :]

Mr. Whiskey joined in without anyone realizing at first, and then they weren't sure if the pink hospital gown was to dress up as Ken, or if he was actually in the hospital. As it usually is with Mr. Whiskey, they got no answers.

And now, self-indulgent/more accurate to a fanfic I'm writing addition

Lightningstruck is trying to act like he didn't want to go there and failing at it. He had his outfit already prepared and they could see him smiling when looking at the posters even with his mask on. He is going to have a blast and probably cry at the end. His outfit is the one Ken wears for the war, with an addition of his mask and his binder :]

I wasn't going to add Shroud until I remembered about Ken's big villain fur coat and thought, what if it replaced Shroud's usual coat? And decided I find it funny so here we go. You can't even see it much but it's there. And then there's Toxic yapping his ear off in an outfit weird Barbie is wearing somewhere at the end of the movie :] With how many tattoos this guy has I decided it fits the patterns and splashes of paint and all she has going on.

If anyone is reading this, thanks for getting through all the yapping lmao, appreciate your time <33

[arpadoffrogs]

So there's allegedly a "bug" that sometimes shows Coupe's crimes list in Waterboy's information tab. But who can tell us for sure he had not actually committed a first grade murder?

[whomst-this-again]

part 3 of me drawing the dispatch gang into dumb pictures because i think i'm funny

here are the pictures i used:

[fineitsa-dispatch-blog]

Dawwww look at ‘im 😚

[absolutelyparched]

My favorite thing about this image is that he low-key looks like he's gone insane lmao

[medievalsaint]

Oh nooooo..😩🫦 hes charging at us w an axe….🥵🥵🥵 you guys run i’ll handle this psycho‼️🫡

[fineitsa-dispatch-blog]

Dawwww look at ‘im 😚

[taroschain]

I really appreciate that Dispatch from Waterboy’s POV is essentially a Wattpad story. You’re a clumsy protagonist with luck so bad you’re literally hit by a car on your way to a job interview (tragic backstory.) Once there, you meet the ML, a hero of yours who insists on tying your tie and climbs into your lap in an unnecessarily charged manner. This same hero corners you in a closet for a pep talk and half-naked in the shower, and it all culminates in you joining a team of heroes that saves the day. Truly YN’s greatest dream.

[kishukari]

Plot twist, the game is just Hermans self insert, wattpad ah, fanfiction

[fineitsa-dispatch-blog]

Look how pretty he is when he’s nonchalant 😚

[caulifleurrr]

slow mornings with the sweetest boy at sdn torrance 😚

repost bc it didn't do well as a reblog attachment? jksjsjajs

from this post i made a while ago:

i AM the artist bc i'm too broke to afford comms anyway 😭😭

also i'm so happy with how his nose came out (what doja cat said 😏)

[cemetexia]

okay im tired again (always tired), BUT i was thinking about it, sleep sex both ways? like waterboy has permission to fuck you if he is horny but you're asleep, and you have permission to ride him if you're horny but he is asleep (fem reader plzz!), i also feel like hermy would think its the best way to wake up is you riding him, maybe lap at his neck too since i get real thirsty during the night the one, the only, cat anon 🙏 /silly - 🐈‍⬛

LETS GO SLEEPY GANG 🙏 combining this w/ the ask below!! first portion is him receiving, second is reader receiving ^^

herm looks so handsome when he's asleep.

laying on his back, his water emissions slow from his relaxed state as his chest rises and falls with slow breaths. in nothing but a pair of briefs, his toned body is exposed to you in the slivers of moonlight that peak through the curtains and crack the darkness. you smile softly as you reach a hand out and move a few strands of wet hair from his face, allowing you to see his idleness in its entirety.

the warmth growing inside you guides your body upwards, very gently moving to straddle his lap. with a thigh on either side of him, you lean down and press your lips on the column of his neck. they part to collect water atop your tongue, and with a grateful pulse you swallow it down, relieving the dryness in your throat. he whimpers, but remains asleep.

you're careful with your movements, wanting to relish his relaxation as much as possible while you use him. you continue to kiss his throat, feeling his pulse unbothered by your hand sliding down between your bodies. you palm him through his underwear, feeling his length harden in subconscious excitement at your touch. you can feel his breath hitch. precum begins to leak out, staining a wet patch into his briefs.

"attaboy," you whisper, tugging his waistband down enough to take his hardened cock out, "so pretty. i'm so happy you trust me like this."

moving your hand from his cock, you push the crotch of your panties aside, the cool air hitting your arousal with a hushed sigh escaping your lips. you keep your lips on his throat as you align him with your sodden cunt, coating his tip in your slick before taking him inside you. inch by inch, you try your best to steady your breath as you take the stretch until your hips meet his again. your hands cradle his cheeks, and you kiss up his neck to find his lips. he doesn't return your kiss, but you're more than content to keep kissing him as you roll your hips on his. his tip pushes against the front of your walls, and you have to bite back a moan to keep quiet.

you time slow grinds with your kisses, tip toeing towards your orgasm and, as a result, gradually waking him up. warmth envelops his entire body, his cock catching the rest of him up to speed with a throb that reminds him it's you. it's not until you feel him gasp into your mouth that you realize he's no longer asleep. his hands find your hips with a relaxed grip. you pull away to ghost his lips. your eyes are still closed, but you allow every other sense to guide you.

"awe, i'm sorry hermie," you whisper against his lips, "i didn't mean to wake you."

"that's okay," he smiles tiredly, squeezing your hips, "keep going... please...."

---

"o-oh my god..."

herm worries his bottom lip between his teeth, biting back the urge to whine into the open air as he grinds his cock between your inner thighs. he kept you facing down on the pillow you were holding in your arms, arching your back upwards and gripping your hips against his. with your underwear tugged down to your knees, he could feel your warm arousal coat his cock with every pass. he shivers, pulling back just enough to press his tip against the opening of your cunt. he waits, watches you for any signs of wake.

nothing; you remain in a peaceful slumber.

he feels your pussy give around his tip, then just as slowly he pushes himself inside of you. your walls welcome him in with a pulse, and he catches himself from doubling over halfway through. his eyes flutter shut, mouth gaped open as he pushes the rest of his length inside you, bottoming out with a gasp. he leans down, placing his weight on his palms on either side by your body to slot his head by your ear.

"s-so good," he whimpers, "feel so good- m-my pretty girl..."

self control forces him to keep from pounding you into the mattress, instead kissing the skin beneath your jaw as shallow thrusts feel you up. his moans are choked, high pitched and desperate against the shell of your ear.

consciousness finds you in a fog, stirring awake with a low sigh and a thrust against your g-spot. you gasp a noise that dissolves into a moan, making herm aware of your waking state.

"baby...?" you tiredly call out to him.

herm opens his eyes and gazes down at you, smiling lovingly.

"i-it's okay, it's just me." he stills himself deep inside you and kisses your cheek. "go- go back to sleep, pretty. i got y-you."