#thrist trap i suppose

[bmair]

you get creative when it’s laundry day

[askingjeffwinger]

give me a chance please just give me a chance i love you so much you're so sexy ugghghhghg i need to breathe your abs

What does "breathe your abs" mean. Also, aren't people like you supposed to be on Reddit or Tik Tok?

...yeah, I've seen the thrist traps. No, you will NOT save the horse and ride the cowboy.

[cliffburton]

i'm watching simpsons season 35, and so far:

homer's crossing: 7? 8? solid, somewhat of a callback to other times homer's been in an authority position and it gets to his head, i thought it was funny to have otto start and end an episode, that he-man, conan type of fantasy was good, if you're gonna have him be an addict at LEAST explore his trips. the B&W american flag with an orange stripe instead of a blue isn't lost on me

a mid-childhood night's dream: 10, 11. absolutely. very emotional, i will definitely come back to it since it touches on my current emotions about my cat frankie, about letting go and treasuring the precious moments. i liked the exploration of marge's psyche, it parallels homer's voyage in season 8 but i couldn't exactly compare it, i just think it's neat to have a dive into both homer and marge's mind, granted, homer's more to the psychedelic and marge's to the psychological. i love marge getting the spotlight :') animation and scenery were great, that's how colored outlines are meant to be used! it's marge's mind, it can let the style loosen up a little

mcmansion and wife: 6? 7? a bit meh, but not that bad, the b-plot about lisa cyberbullying nelson to help bart was interesting, not sure if i agree with that role for lisa but it's ok, i guess it's under the "nobody bullies my brother besides me" philosophy. her friendliness/flirtiness with nelson makes it even harder for me to decide... is it in spite of that? or is it under the context that they're familiar enough, and it's not like she's lying about him, she's just posting things that did happen... whatever. gotta love the "nerdo! nerda!" bit. oh yeah and the main plot, very american to me because here people will just build over your property without asking and they're not even neighboring house... anyway

thrist trap, a corporate love story: 8, i don't have much to say because overall i enjoyed it and i would come back to it. i could only nitpick on not having more of burns' perspective, he's not exactly defenseless but i think we needed a bit more of him, give him a monologue excusing his wife's actions with archaic words and far-off connections... and also i think lisa supporting persephone is kinda like the nelson thing, i suppose a passionate 8 yro could is still a bit naive and could buy into that, she's been more skeptic for less but well, perks of having a show go on for so long i suppose...

treehouse of horror XXXV: i'm giving it a 9 mainly for the ei8ht segment, the opening segment about NFTs had its fun, and the homer infection last segment was mostly for the laughs, but Oh My GOD... clever use of the kid characters, and it gave enough intrigue, and remember, bob too is the first... unnecessary to have maggie use the pacifier, it's just eyerolling. besides that, i don't think i've seen this kind of gore in the segments... which is great! when they do lean towards horror horror they get great results, that's why nightmare cafeteria is my favorite classic segment. worth watching just for that.

iron marge: 8, you can tell when they put effort into animating the expressions, unlike some other times where they look sooooooo blanddddddd, i loved how agnes was animated, and the final scene. i love seeing bart and lisa as a team, and i love seeing them with their mom.

i've also watched e14 and e15 but i'm gonna do this chronologically.

[sunburnt-butch]

Yes I'm a butch. Yes I have delicate little lady hands. Yes we exist.

[ye4gerismarchives]

highschool! scouts hcs (kinda)

an: i was going through tiktok and thinking about how vinnie hacker could be young, modern jean. also this was just supposed to be jean but there’s mentions of the whole group🧍🏾‍♀️

tags: black!reader, fem!reader, high school!jean, high school!reader, tiktoker!jean, everyone’s in highschool or college bye

• you might wanna read this first

• jean is pretty popular on tiktok

• 7.3M followers just for taking his shirt off

• but it’s not always thrist traps. sometimes it’s videos calling you out directly. this is pre-him admitting he likes you. all his followed think y’all should date

• silly tiktoks with eren

• pretends to be one of the boyz😈🥶 but he’s an actual sweetheart and everyone knows that

• more videos about you but you’re so oblivious. you think he’s talking about sasha or mikasa.

• jean sees sasha as a friend. not a sister. she’s just a friend. he doesn’t know why yalls friend group thinks yall are dating or sum.

• the members of yalls group includes jean, eren(yeah he makes those silly transition videos), mikasa, sasha, connie, armin, and you (if y’all have fcs for mikasa, armin and connie let me know!)

• marco is friends with jean but he’s not in yalls group

• floch wanna hang out with y’all but he’s crazy😭 y’all don’t want NOTHING to do with him lmao

• reiner’s a sophomore in college, annie’s a freshman in college, bertholdt’s a senior at y’all’s school but you all hang out because their so cool. they’re like older siblings

• y’all are always going to eachother’s houses after school

• no one’s ever been to jean’s apartment tho

• whenever jean hangs out with the boys, they’re always encouraging him to ask you out

• same with the girls. but you brush it off. you’re so convinced that he likes mikasa.

• and yalls group name…?

• eren and the yeagerists (such a dumb name but y’all liked it😭)

[sleepy-achilles]

No because my father is now following me on tik tok

Please tell me father how I'm supposed to post thrist traps of shawn michaels and undertaker and still look you in the eyes?

I gladly show my parents my accounts and edits

But that doesn't mean it's not weird

[kingkatsuki]

kiri thrist trapping on IG after pro hero work. Yknow just sweaty and hairy af

HOW DID YOU KNOW SOCIAL MEDIA ASKS ARE MY FAVE... and I’m pretty sure I’ve answered a similar thirst before but we don’t give a fuuuuuck-

You’re absentmindedly scrolling through Instagram in the early hours, you know the times where barely anyone else is awake but you can’t sleep? Not much is going on in your timeline so you just scroll back to the top. Seeing a new story update appear on your list from none other than Red Riot. Your eyes lighting up as you immediately click on the image. 

Your fingers scramble to screenshot it before it times out. He looks so handsome. His chest glistening in the lights of the locker room at his Hero agency. He's taken his gears off, resting his hand on the back of his head as he subtly showed off his muscular arm. The other hand holding his phone in front of the large full length mirror so you could see everything. His hero trousers still slung low on his hips, sagging even lower due to the fact he'd unbuckled his belt. The bright red 'R' now dangling to the side as the button was undone. Sweat and grime covering his body from what you assumed must have been a very strenuous work day. Mapping out the curves of his muscles as they continued lower. His pants were torn and you could just about make out the glimpses of his thighs through the damaged fabric, watching as the dark trail of hair along his abdomen continued underneath the fabric. Licking your lips as you tried to imagine what lay underneath.

You could tell this wasn't like the usual photographs he usually posted to Instagram. Normally showcasing snaps with a cheeky grin on his face, or a funny expression. No, this one was full blown lust. Darkened eyes staring straight into the camera as you felt your cunt clench between your thighs, like he was looking directly at you.

The story was captioned with "Shower time." 

You'd never slid into his DMs in your life. There was no way you'd ever have the balls to do something like that. Trying to imagine how many women and men probably weren't as afraid as you and had done so. Whether he engaged with them or just knocked them back politely? 

What were you even supposed to say if you messaged him. Hey? He probably got that a million times every damn day. You needed to say something, do something to make yourself stand out. You debated what you could say, your mind going blank for anything mildly interesting or flirty. What you wanted was a polite way of saying "I want your cock so deep in my pussy that your cum squirts out of my mouth." But that would probably end up appearing on one of those Tweet reaction videos that the Pro-Heroes read out online.

Deciding your only option was to send him a selfie. It was dark in your room, the only light coming from the lamp beside your bed and your phone. Too lazy to get up and walk towards your light switch as you eased your shirt up over your chest. Just about showing the curve of your breasts as the shirt sat along your nipples, darkened areolas peeking out underneath the material slightly.

Snapping picture after picture until there was one you actually liked. You were just going to send the picture, but then realised how weird that might be to just send a random lewd into your favourite Hero's direct messages, so you typed out a quick comment. Cringing at how embarrassing you sounded.

"Just getting ready for bed and then my favourite hero posts."

Kirishima opened your Instagram message seconds before he was going to step under the warm jets of his shower, groaning at the sight of the suggestive picture you'd sent him. The first thing catching his eyes was the  shirt that barely concealed your breasts. A Red Riot shirt.

You didn't expect a reply so soon, and you definitely didn't expect the picture...

[stargirlfics]

Imagine getting back at flo with your own thirst traps since he’s the king of thirst traps

He really does have thirst trapping down to a damn expertise level I swear (also highkey missing his thirst traps lately but I hope he’s taking care of himself!)

I feel like he’d be all “that’s not fair!” when you start sending him thirst traps of your own cause that’s supposed to be his game and now he can’t take the heat lmao like literally uno reverse card that shit and now he’s shook and getting a taste of his own medicine

I mean he’s really just a walking thrist trap at this point lol

[sapphicgarlic]

i saw that you asked for song recommendations—

we’ll be fine - luz; the author - luz; mr sandman - SYML; you were good to me - jeremy zucker & chelsea cutler; where’s my love - SYML; wilbur soot’s songs— and the julie and the phantoms soundtrack!!!

that’s a lot- my apologies!!!

anyways!!!! how are you doing, love?

LISTENING TO THEM ALL RN — except julie and the phantoms because i have a little “ranço” (its when you dont like something but without a good motive to, just a little annoying) with the show. it was a brazillian show originally and netflix basically reboot it and theres too much guy thrist trap for me. (they were supposed to be stuck in the past and not be dressing in trendy clothes!! AND THEY WERE A EMO BAND FOR FUCK SAKE NOT TIK TOKERS) if it was gay i would have seen the reboot sjsjsjjsksksks

it isnt a lot!!! no apologies needed!!!

i am okay, not good or bad. a bit tired like always, i need to take my sleeping pills earlier, taking too much time to fall asleep.

i hope everything is alright with you!!! all my love and kisses!!!

[mrevaunit42]

Angie and Moon have a talk (Featuring El Tigre vs River “I will destroy you and salt the Earth” Butterfly)

Hey everyone, Mr. E here with the second prompt of wholesome week! yay! sorry this took so long @wholesome-week got caught up in things. So today’s story is about our favorite princess and her best friend’s parents hanging out! So I decided to change it up a bit. This is technically a Nova vs prequel but you don’t need to know anything about that to enjoy this.

Moon is a little troubled that 19 year old Star and Marco decided to get married after finding out Star’s pregnant. Angie offers some helpful words as Rafael and River have some manly fun.

I hope you enjoy this story. little shorter than usual but I think it came out well if only because I made Mr. Diaz a wrestler. 

Have a great week! I am off to write more prompts!

http://mrevaunit42.tumblr.com/post/155983804347/day-1-cooking

Moon peered thoughtfully at the scene before her, thoughts swirling at what was once thought a fantasy becoming a reality. An impossible idea that seemed so unlikely that it was the longest shot she had ever known.

Marco finally asked Star to marry him.

After she was 3 weeks pregnant.

Moon wasn't mad. Not at all. Anger was unbecoming of a lady of her stature. A lady, and subsequently, a queen does not get angry.

She gets even.

But that was later, not in the middle of a rather strange celebration

Marco and Star were smart to gather the parents in a single room, opting to tell them as a whole family rather than individually. No doubt Marco's attempt to protect his life with as many witnesses as possible.

Smart boy that Marco yet Moon could not fathom why either of them had decided on.....certain gestures and have a baby now. It was hardly the ideal time: Marco was in college, on his way to his psychology degree and teaching certification while Star was to...return home shortly.

Moon hadn't mentioned it to the young couple, opting to give them as much time as she could. It seemed so unfair that their romance be parted forever but the royal alliance was already nibbling at her heels for Star's return. Cold she may pretend but even she wasn't heartless.

Which is why she was currently in the middle of the Diaz household, hanging out with the aforementioned family

The kids slipped away on some sort of pre-honeymoon. It was a thinly veiled attempt to spend more time alone with each other and away from Moon's wrath. Moon was against the idea of course but she was out voted 3 to one.

Moon spared a glare towards River who caught none of the malice and all the affection, waving towards his queen before being roughly tackled from behind by Mr. Diaz.

Moon had visited Earth only a handful of times during Star's stay in the dimension but she never remained in one place too long or noticed the Diaz's strange square shaped stage in the backyard.

Both men were shirtless, dead center of the square surrounded by 3 lines of colorful, springy ropes that propelled them in the opposite direction every time they ran against it.

River had taken off his crown but Mr. Diaz decided to don an elegant red and black mask, completely covering his entire face save his mouth and eyes.

“My dear Mrs. Diaz....” Moon asked curiously, motioning to Rafael high atop one of the corner poles, screaming like a mad ape before leaping at her husband below

the other woman chuckled, waving off Moon's comment “Please call me Angie Queen Butterfly.”

“Alright, Angie. What is your husband wearing? Is it some sort of ceremonial mask for this...” Moon pursed her lips as River climbed on the back of Mr. Diaz's shoulder, catching the masked man in a headlock “display of dominance?”

Angie chuckled “It's called a luchador's mask. In Mexico where Rafael is from it's a tradition for wrestlers to wear masks. Face or heel, it is a great honor and treated with much reverence and respect.”

“Was your husband...”

Wham!

a loud thud echoed dully through the neighborhood as Mr. Diaz fell backwards, squishing River against the mat like a bug. River refused to let go. He instead gripped his arms around the back of his attacker, letting loose a furious warcry before catching Rafael in another headlock.

“...a luchador?

Angie scratched her chin thoughtfully “I...I don't know actually. I met Rafael here in America. A lot of his past is a mystery. I mean I didn't realize he even owned a luchador mask.”

Rafael squirmed under River's hold, flailing and clutching at the air wildly

“HA HA!” River shouted in victory “Looks like I win the bout!”

“Not” Rafael strained heavily “THIS WAY! LUUUUUUUUUCHA!”

The trapped Diaz flexed his muscles, puffing his chest dramatically as he roared into the sky, startling and frightening off some nearby perched birds.

River found his grip slipping, the sudden surge of strength too much for him to handle and before he could react, he could feel a hand grab at his neck and without warning, he was plucked effortlessly off his opponent. “I AM EL TIGRE!” Rafael bellowed at the top of his lungs before slamming River dead center into the mat, the entire ring shook from the force of the impact.

River lay motionless under the raging Diaz who took a victory lap, waving and flexing for an invisible audience.

“Oh dear” Angie muttered worriedly “I am so sorry about my husband Queen Butterfly. He can get a little carried away sometimes.”

“Clearly he hasn't met my husband” Moon replied darkly.

River stared at the passing sky above, his body arching, his vision swimming and all sense of smug triumph drained out of him, replaced with rage. A white hot burning fury that consumed his very being. A thirst he could not quench by himself. A THRIST FOR REVENGE!

River jumped onto all fours, snarling and snapping with wild jaws.

Rafael turned around in time to see a blur of savagery and anger tackle him full force as the two combatants tumbled out of the makeshift ring

“Oh dear, Rafael won't like this....” Angie muttered softly.

Moon rubbed her eyes tiredly, gently placing a gloved hand on the other woman's shoulder “I am so sorry, River can get carried away sometimes as well. I'll get him to stop right away.”

“hmm? Oh! No no no I mean Rafael will love this” Angie smiled brightly, her green eyes twinkling with equal parts affection and acceptance “I meant he won't like the fact he didn't win but he'll love a challenge. I'm afraid he's kind of frightened off his gym buddies....” There was a loud crunch as the two men grappled the other, fierce looks of determination and madness etched deeply on each of their faces.

“I WILL DEFEAT YOU!”

“NOT IF I DEFEAT YOU FIRST OLD BOY!!” There was a duet of agony before silence. Deep peaceful silence for a moment and then two heavy thuds echoed through the air.

Rafael and River's snores were rather cute as Mr. Diaz held the smaller man tightly in his arms

“Impressive” Moon said with a nod “I've never known anyone who could tire River out. Perhaps we may need to visit more often.”

“Sure” Angie beamed “I think our husbands could use a good play date. Stop them from driving us crazy with their unnecessary displays of manliness”

“Agreed”

The calm returned but while Angie was content with the scene before her, Moon was still plagued with thoughts of an unstable future between their children, one caused by powers out of their control and grasp.

“Angie?”

“hmm?” Angie peered towards Moon

“....why aren't you mad at Marco? I mean I know he's a wonderful caring young man but...children? At their age? I love my daughter but she's not exactly the motherly type.”

“Oh don't let my smile fool you” Angie replied with a wink “I am quite annoyed with my child. I'm not old enough to be a grandmother yet!”

Moon politely joined in Angie's giggling.

“I concur but still....at their age......”

Angie shrugged noncommittally “It is what it is. It is done and there's nothing we can do to stop it.”

“But” Moon cut in, unable to keep the worry and concern out of her tone “They're still so young! Marco is in school and Star is hardly the mature type. I mean they're not ready for the responsibilities that a child will bring. What if it is too much for them? What if they regret their choice? What if they are in over their heads?”

“Queen Butterfly” Angie answered quietly, respectfully “I understand your fears. I understand the worry but isn't this life? Our jobs as mothers, as parents”

Angie glanced over to the boys who finally awoke from their mid-day nap, laughing and admiring the other's strength.

“We're not here to live our children's lives” Angie went on “We raised them, we taught them what we knew and what we never got to learn. This is the point we trust in our lessons and in them. Life will not be easy and life will not pull any punches but they were blessed with a gift that often takes years to appreciate.”

“Two level headed mothers?” Moon chimed in helpfully

Angie chuckled “Not quire though no doubt that'll help. They found each other. They created a bond and a love that has endured so much. They taught each other. Marco taught Star how to be more responsible. No offense”

“No, no. Trust me I know and I am very grateful both you and Marco helped her become so.”

“It was my pleasure! Star is such a wonderful girl.” Angie smiled “but she had a positive influence on Marco as well. It's nice to see him relax a bit more, become more at ease who he really is and not who he thinks he has to be.”

“Well relatively relaxed” Moon added “He didn't seem so when he ran out of the house with Star.”

“Well” Angie looked up thoughtfully “He is smart. He knew we would kill him once he told us.”

“That is true.” Angie shook her head “That's all you can really do your majesty. Trust your child.”

“I suppose you are right Angie” Moon nodded in agreement “and please, call me Moon.”

Angie's grin went wide “Of course Qu...Moon.”

The peaceful silence returned, contentment and ease filling the air.

“Besides” Angie muttered with conspiratorial edge “Who says we can't help them? I mean do they really have to know their parents are watching out for them?”

For the first time since hearing the joyous news, Moon laughed.

“No, no they don't.”

“Exactly” Angie responded with a wink.

“YOU'RE GOING DOWN OLD MAN!” “DIIIIIIIIIAZ!”

“Oh no.” Moon and Angie murmured tiredly, rising to their feet as the two fathers clashed once more.

Maybe life would get harder. Maybe life would be unfair. But Star wasn't alone. She had the Diaz's, she had Marco, she had River and soon she would have a beautiful child.

No matter what came Star's way, she was not alone. And if Moon had to flex a few muscles, physical or magical, to ensure her happiness, well.... may the protectors of Mewni help those who stood in her way.

Because no matter what, Star could always rely on her mother and Moon would do anything for her.

Now what was a proper punishment for Marco?