#girltrap

[serpercival]

Okay so I've been talking about girltrap a bit lately but Stanley Riverside II TJMD is kind of alarmingly transmasc coded. He's cis in the girltrapverse I've established but here's a little bonus piece with his wife EJ because 1) @hesgomorrah and I were talking about t4t stantrap tonight and 2) I can't be bothered to do enough exposition to turn this into a proper ao3 fic.

It was only when they made it into bed that Stanley realized exactly how grave an error he’d made. He thought he deserved to be forgiven for that. How was he supposed to find the time to tell EJ? They’d gotten married so quickly, and since they got somewhere private she’d had her shirt off, and how was he supposed to say anything when she was so distracting? She was trying to distract him. It wasn’t fair.

He finally spoke up when she rolled her eyes, shoved him down to the bed, and started trying to take his pants off.

“Maybe we can do this another night,” he said, trying to squirm away.

EJ huffed. “You told me you wanted to wait until our wedding night.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Well, it’s our wedding night.”

She unbuckled his belt.

He grabbed her wrists. “Eej, there’s something you need to know.”

She froze, brow crinkled in an absoluely adorable way. “What’s that?”

Well, there was the rub: he had no idea what to say. “I don’t. Um. I mean, the situation downstairs is– well, it’s not–“

EJ smiled, leaned in, and kissed him on the nose. “Do you know what you’re doing with it?”

“Um. Well, Trapper showed me some tricks, so–“

“Trapper.”

“Uh-huh.”

The look on EJ’s face was no longer what he would call good. In fact, it was extremely worrying. “What exactly do you mean by that?”

Stanley bit his lip. “Well, she– I mean, she used to– she knows what a man’s supposed to do, you know?”

“How so?”

He probably shouldn’t say it. Trapper had told him not to say it. But he could share secrets with his wife, couldn’t he? He definitely could. That was part of what wives were for. “She used to– I wouldn’t do that, I mean, I’m not letting a surgeon anywhere near my underparts, thank you very much, especially not a plastic surgeon, you can’t trust them, so even if I– Trapper had good work done, you know, but that’s– that’s an outlier, it’s not like most people are going to end up with something good if they let a surgeon cut up their bits and turn them into something else, and maybe– maybe it was because– apparently there was a lot there to turn into something else, so– not that I’m jealous or anything, why would I be jealous? It’s just–“

“Stanley.”

Stan froze, mouth half open.

EJ grabbed his face in her hands. “I want you to answer me honestly. I won’t be angry.”

He squirmed again. She didn’t let go of his face. “Alright.”

“Do you have a penis?”

He thought about it. “Yes. Kind of.”

“Kind of?”

“Well, it’s– I mean, it’s not– not a real one, it’s kind of– it didn’t used to be, but– Trapper says it counts, so–“

“And that’s why you don’t want me to take off your pants.”

Stan nodded, cheeks flaming. “I probably should have told you we can’t have kids before now, huh?”

EJ smiled, rolled her eyes, and squished his cheeks. “We can adopt.”

[orgyofthedamned]

at the cafe and this girltrap music playing over the intercom has cartoon boinks in it. im losing my mind

[drcuriousvii]

how late at night is too late for a girltrap to eat a grilled cheese

[devahxx]

Tu vuoi rappare come French Montana

Sul palco te le suono come Santana

La tua tipa senza culo, Hanna Montana!

[protego-et-servio]

DeviantArt Report & Block List

If you don’t want to see:

minors in vaguely sexual to outright obscene fetish art (ie child porn)

galleries with stolen - often nude - selfies with no verification of age or consent

galleries full of upskirts or “candid” shots (meaning they weren’t consented to)

Then here’s some DeviantArtists to block and/or report:

Collection of Stolen Nudes:

HermiOdle12

Sexualizes Underage Characters

KishiAnimation (mostly twerking butt gifs, but some are underage)

LaszlVFX

Natsuko-Hiragi

StormFedeR

cabroon (tw: rape and racist depiction of Native American)

ScreamPunkArts

letiprincess

Thor2D (tw: fetish art of hanging, scalping, incest, violence, and more.)

TG-Cradle

Layerth

Nivek15

Kurocaze

Sonson-sensei

Raya100

Autotaped

Girltrapped (also racist)

Sexualized Characters From Children’s Cartoons - (adults from cartoons or characters with ambiguous ages; often fetishy) ((I may have mistakenly put them here if I’m not familiar with the original show, cartoon, comic, video game, etc and ages of the characters.))

Danmakuman

Layerth (nude versions of underage characters available for a price)

Day-Tripper-Guy

FidzFox

LethalTK

Bxblazexd

AdultArt1

OddMachine

Bo-The-Sno

More explanations on this Google Doc. I’ll add to this as I come across more galleries. Feel free to add on to this list or give me names to add.

[hotel-more-like-hoe-tell]

G I R L T R A P DFDF

KNUCK-TAT GENERATOR

Use your birthday to figure out your own personal knuckle tattoos!

January: DRUG February: HATE March: DICK April: REAL May: DIRT June: THUG July: CASH August: GIRL September: FIST October: SHIT November: BUTT December: KILL 1st: CITY 2nd: RIOT 3rd: FACE 4th: FEAR 5th: GRIN 6th: WOLF 7th: PISS 8th: RASH 9th: DOGS 10th: TITS 11th: LUBE 12th: SAND 13th: FIRE 14th: KIDS 15th: BIRD 16th: NERD 17th: BOYS 18th: MOMS 19th: DADS 20th: VEIN 21st: WURM 22nd: FART 23rd: TRAP 24th: MOAN 25th: HOLE 26th: KING 27th: FUCK 28th: EYES 29th: LIFE 30th: LOVE 31st: STAB

[somasnakeoil-blog-blog]

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[abeautynameshyy]

(Rose Gold) A song about Pu$$y Power 

[serpercival]

Reblog for anyone who missed it + a bonus prequel ficlet that I might roll into a 5+1 at some point in the near future or a longfic in the far future as a treat :3

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Hawkeye looked at the letter in his hands, the name on the office door, and tried to figure out exactly what the hell was going on.

He’d quit his job at Boston General two months ago. The hospital admins wouldn’t let him do his goddamn job, and getting fired for endangering patients by giving them the goddamn treatments they needed would have gotten him blackballed from every hospital on the East Coast.

He got blackballed anyway. Two straight months of applying everywhere he could with his credentials, and nothing had come of it. Nobody had even responded. Not even when he started extending the search to clinics. Fifteen years as Chief of Thoracic Surgery down the drain.

He’d been starting to think about going back to Crabapple Cove, begging the guy who was running his father’s old practice to let him work with him, and dying of boredom six months later.

Then the letter showed up. He had a guaranteed job as Chief of Thoracic Surgery at San Francisco Memorial Hospital, with a fifteen percent raise from his previous salary, as long as he was willing to haul ass and get out there within the week.

He took the job. What the hell else was he going to do?

The thing that had been needling him, though, was that it was from the desk of Dr. Jane T. McIntyre, Chief of Surgery.

She probably didn’t have any relation to who he was thinking of. Trapper hadn’t left a note and had dropped so thoroughly off the face of the planet that even the people who used to work with him at Boston General didn’t know where he’d gone. Quite frankly, he was probably dead. Plenty of people from Korea were; they drank themselves to death over the next fifteen years or jumped into a lake somewhere when they realized they didn’t know how to keep living.

The secretarial desk inside the office was cluttered. The girl working there was young, very blonde, and didn’t acknowledge him until he knocked on the one open patch of wood he could find.

“I’m here to see Dr. McIntyre,” he said, the name catching in his throat. “Hawkeye Pierce?”

The girl hummed in acknowledgement and buzzed the intercom. “You two know each other? She’s been going nuts since you called this morning.”

“Nuts how?”

“I dunno. Pacing. Snapping at people.”

Hawkeye tapped his fingers on the desk. It kept needling at him.

Another couple of minutes and he’d have his answers.

“No, we don’t,” he said, worrying at his lip with his teeth. “I might have known someone related to her, that’s all.”

“Oh. She doesn’t talk with her family.”

The intercom buzzed back.

The secretary waved Hawkeye inside.

McIntyre was leaning back against her desk, long legs godawful attractive even hidden by tailored slacks, chest perfectly highlighted by the waistcoat underneath her suit jacket. Her hair was just above shoulder length, tight silver curls with the tiniest remaining streaks of blonde, framing controlled but flawless makeup, hazel eyes, and an overbite Hawkeye would know anywhere.

Hawk closed the door behind him.

She cocked a hip, drawing his eyes back to her legs. Jesus Christ, those slacks were tight in the thighs. If she was–

If he’d been–

“Trapper,” Hawkeye breathed.

She smiled, lopsided and clever and so wide it barely fit on her face, and tilted her head, examining him in return. “Hiya, Hawk.”

Hawkeye set his briefcase down on the couch. She craned her head to watch him, something terrified in her eyes beneath the friendly smile.

“Do people still call you Trapper?” he asked.

“Only guy who calls me anything else is a fuckin’ weirdo,” she said, spreading her fingers over the wood of her desk. Her nails were clipped short for surgery, but they were neatly manicured, pretty and shiny. “He’ll try to call you Ben.”

“It’s something we’ll work on.”

Trapper watched him, waiting.

“You’ve aged well,” Hawkeye said, making the vaguest gesture towards her that he possibly could. He didn’t want to point at anything too specific.

“Thank you,” she said, the smile growing even wider. “So have you.”

“This old thing? I’ve been letting it do whatever it wants.”

Trapper swallowed, throat bobbing in a way that held Hawkeye’s attention the same way it had all those years ago.

She held out her hand. “Come here, Hawk.”

Hawkeye took a step forward, held his arms open, and collapsed into the hug she offered, squeezing her around the waist so he didn’t touch anything that would make him a total pervert.

“I missed you,” he choked out.

Trapper cupped the back of his head, kissed him on the temple, and squeezed him back so tight it hurt. “I missed you, too.”

Transfem Trapper traphawk PWP for y'all :3 Set in the TJMD era but literally nothing from TJMD comes up except for the fact they're in San Fran, that's just to give you an idea of how old they're meant to be.

“You wanna see somethin’ nifty?” Trapper asked as she sat up. There were only a few toys in the box. Her strap and harness, which she hadn’t gotten the chance to use in ages. A slim vibrator that she needed to replace because one of the prongs on the plug had bent. And the one she wanted to show off… “Is that what I think it is?” Hawkeye asked, picking up the dildo. “Sure is. Little bit’a medical grade silicone, little bit’a plaster, and Big John’s preserved for posterity.”

[allagram-blog]

Humans trap... #trap #alltraps #lovetrap #girltraps #girltrap #girl #why

[kris-kind]

Mädchenfalle @kris_kind 2009 #girltrap #girls #trap #studiokriskind #atelierkriskind #kriskindatelier #kriskindart #kriskind #instakriskind #KrisKindpainting #whateverkriskind #kriskindlike #contemporaryart #art #girl #assamblageart #assemblage #kindkris

[ameriamusic]

Me and my big head just arrived to NYC -Yeeeey #ameriamusic #dj #producer #nyc #girltrap (at New York JFK Airport)

[urbankweencollekshunjewelry-blog]

He allowed me to place my feet on his white #rug... #girltrap #white #urbankweenbrand #lifecultureart #artsypreneur #KweenMoore #urbanchic

[whatdirt]

www.zkosta.blogspot.com

[joecraigphoto]

Detail of hideout I drew with booby traps to prevent access by girls. I'd like to rescind this proposal. #girltrap #sketch #personal #1990s

[real-real-good]

ARTISTE

This dude needs to call me some time. This is the best girl-trap ever.