jay (they)

@queeriously.bsky.social

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šŸ”ž | enby | 30s | switchy impish heavy-maso femsub polyglot | free-use research nerd | šŸ³ļøā€šŸŒˆ IDIC šŸ–– PFP created w a picrew by @iamthetwi

the pale-skinned user in black shorts, front to the camera with their shirt lifted up showing their chest/belly with scars and stretch marks
Lake Superior shot from the beech
that ā€œa take that will have me likeā€¦ā€ meme with a cartoon dude surrounded by sword points.
A home-made chocolate ganache layer cake with raspberry filling & fresh raspberries on top
A wooden cutting board with pepperoni slices, green peppers and grated mozzzarella
heavyset themme with only teal panties on, covered from chin down in colorful wax
ā€œYeah Iā€™m trans. Iā€™m willing to answer questions Personal questions: $10 Personal questions about my body $20 My life story $50 Trans 101 course in 5 mins $75 I accept PayPal/Venmo/Cashapp
Your laugh is a rictus growl. The glint of mischief is pure flint--command to play, not invitation. Here we grab at the core of each other, undistracted by gleaming surfaces. Optics works differently in our room. Your look is a hot poker that presses across any gap. Sometimes it is Klingon pain stick, finding its target to brand before you even know you're seeking. More teasingly--if we can call hunting that--the rod stops a centimeter from my skin, then roves over me so close while I wait taut for where it hisses upon touchdown. You don't mind that I'm new to dirty words. You say It's beautiful, in fact--to feel so much one is scared to recognize the fullness with a name.
Screenshot of the following text: Trump wins I will write poems again. I will not consider that a political act. But neither will it be something so limping as Self Care. It will Matter and to more than a me who squirrels it sheepishly out of sight into a dark digital drawer. I will write gems with hard, clean faces I can palm off to my loves with a justified faith that they will be of help. Something for my comrade to nick a finger pad on in their pocket and thereby careen into a bit of fight they forgot they had stored. Gems that give off laser light--active beams that meet and destroy the dark, hardly dependent on the fickle grace of some external source that, though it be the very Sun, may yet fail where we are going. Gemstones cut. Sharpened on them our drills will grind deeper than they were built to do into bedrock that, we discover, had long given itself to us--the queers, the fighters, the fiery carers--to use as we must. and we will. We hold these reserves in a hard grasp that is the possession testified to not in perishable notary ink but in the sure knots that twine into being around free-yielding flesh as each lover pronounces the ways they wish to be beholden to their others.
Personā€™s hand, outdoors, with nails painted jeweled blue and green holding a Starbucks venti iced latte cup.
close-up of fair-skinned personā€™s thigh covered w tiny puncture wounds on a background of a floral-print black adm white bedsheet
A cluttered desk with a Folkmantis frog puppper leaning on a box of Quaker Oats covered by a blue handtowel. A small wolf-princess finger puppet to the right of the frog with a frog-Prince snow globe between the two. computer monitor in the background behind all this
Brown lace-up leather boots on the left next to black pleasers on the right with the text above them, ā€œListen up partner we respect all types of work boots in this houseā€
screenshot of a 2012 email to myself with title ā€œblog post topic idea - statmech of bird flocksā€
results from the BDSMtest
Musical ā€œRentā€ soundtrack album cover
Quote from ā€œAutistic Dominatrix Turned Scientistā€ Facebook account, reading: ā€œThe gulf of meaning between ā€˜horse playā€™ and ā€˜pony playā€™ illustrates why expecting your cultureā€™s translation of anotherā€™s ancient texts to be 100% true to their original intent is dangerously and probably not a good idea.ā€
Two black and white dogs circling on a patio