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Masterpost/Intro

Ayo:] I'm Jaygel or Jay, I'm an 18+ pre-(med) transition binary trans man. Im pansexual/romantic and demiaroace.

Updated!!: 1/25/26 3/15/26 5/22/26

Intro below cut!

Wow! You opened the cut, coolio. Like I said I’m Jaygel:3. I am a trannyfag loser who likes to get high and jerk off. Your friendly neighborhood perv to any and all willing doms, subs, tops, and bottoms! As you can prolly see, I am a switch with pretty equal lean, and I like any piece of equipment.

https://www.tumblr.com/jay-may-be-a-corvid/818119009321041921/primarys?source=share

Do not call me Bird, that is reserved for @horny-isopod and him only.

IF YOU KNOW ME IRL OR ANY OTHER PLACE THAN TUMBLR OR DISC NO YOU DON'T

Warning! I am very autistic and nervous with new people, and I’m afraid of being overbearing, so if I just don’t answer or reach out for a while it’s bc I often stop myself from responding immediately then forget for two to five business days.

Asks: Open

DMs: Open

I’m free to receive pics, vids(we.transfer), and audios!(Private posts or vocaroo).*

*Note, media types listed are just websites I know and trust to use, but if you know/use an alternative that’s fine!))

Even if you come for the kink and stay for the bs, or vice-versa, im always down to chat, i like making friends, or if you wanna tease or beg...down with it too<3

Kinks I jive with*:

YES

exploring/sometimes

eh not quite my thing, but I jive

puppy play

breeding

pregnancy(not birth tho)

oviposition(eggs)

torture/gore/knife play

monster fucking

praise

degradation

blood kink/knifes

biting

masochism

sadism

Somno

cnc

fauxcest

stuffing(food, water, cum, otherwise)

sounding

Piss/Omo/Watersports

prob add more?

*rq, jive with doesn’t necessarily mean I’m into it, just means I don’t mind engaging with it and it doesn’t bother me if your acc is [that] heavy.

Kinks I’m NOT down to jive with*:

Scat

Emeto

Vore

anorexia/bellemia/starvation

detrans

R@pe(legit)

1nc€st(legit)

Necro(legit)

might add more?

*This is not a DNI, this is just making clear what is an absolute no for me to engage with myself, though no judgement, do you I guess.

I’ll gladly answer questions to clarify anything above! I promise I’m pretty friendly<3

And then an actual pic of me, bc why not?

My playlist(^з^)-☆

#jaygels bs #jaygels boner #jaygels boy #bug #bug core #bird #bird core #ladybug #ladybug core #chili #targeted #daaad jays depressed againnn #oughabooga #Spotify

permanent-fire-hazard

Jack has a lot of… compromising photos of Robby

Pictures of him sucking Jack’s dick, face covered in cum, bent over, holding himself open, leaking Jack’s cum, eyes red from the flash but still clearly fucked brainless. Every position they did, Jack has a photo of it.

Developed photos. Jack remained a member of the University’s photography club all the way through med school, solely so he could use the darkroom for personal use.

The riskiest (and stupidest) thing Jack ever did was sneak a couple of his favorites onto base with him so he could jerk off to them.

Over the years, they’ve slowly stopped taking dirty pictures, save for a few through text. Jack is especially proud of the time he got Robby to send him a photo of his ass while he was on shift. It’s blurry and at an awkward angle since Robby can’t see his own backside without the help of a mirror, but Jack cherishes it. He got off immediately after he received it and sent Robby a picture of the mess he made as a token of his appreciation.

One day, while digging through their closet, Jack finds the haphazard album they’d created all those years ago and excitedly shows Robby, who laughs and says, “Thank God we took pictures then. Imagine now.”

Jack hates Robby’s self-deprecating humor, but he loves his ideas. Yes, Jack can imagine it now. “Let me take some photos tonight.”

Robby is reluctant, but agrees.

It was never really gonna be the one night; Jack spends the next few months recreating his favorites. Including one that’s Robby’s beautiful nude body covered in hickeys. (For that, Jack pulls out the blindfold and handcuffs so Robby doesn’t see him referencing the photo)

Once Jack has a proper collection of his husband looking as delicious as ever, he prints them out and attaches them around the frame of their bedroom mirror.

When Robby sees them, he blooms a radiant shade of red. But that’s just the beginning.

Jack fucks him in front of the mirror and makes him look at every version of himself while Jack sings his praises and puts that pretty, brainless look on Robby’s face.

Jack loves the photos, and now Robby does too.

fellflight

thinking about hybrid dennis and how general hr regulations state that hybrid employees should recieve more verbal affirmation than most human employees, something to do with their animal brains needing confirmation that they're on the right track

robby in particular being a huge proponent of it, loves having hybrids in the workplace, but people start to notice that his praise for dennis, even after the most difficult procedures, is subdued. downplaying it, sometimes, to the point where people (Trinity, Mel, Javadi) wonder if they need to talk to him about it

What they don't know is that praise, from robby especially, makes dennis go crazy in ways that would be incredibly disruptive in the ED. so instead, he waits until they make it home, scrubs off and in comfy clothes again, to turn to dennis.

Dennis, by now, knows what's coming and is panting in anticipation, his soft ears perked and waiting for whatever robby's going to say

robby cups the side of dennis' face with one of his huge hands, scratching at the space behind dennis' ear. dennis leans into it, tail wagging hard enough to hit the backs of his thighs

"you were a good boy today, den," robby murmurs, "did such a good job, didn't you?"

and dennis' puppy brain goes ballistic

With a whine he launches himself at robby, tackling him to the floor with a wagging tail and excited whine, shoving his nose everywhere he can reach and licking and nipping at exposed skin

robby, for his part, laughs a deep, belly laugh and continues to tell him how good a boy he is, how cute he is and how lucky the pitt is to have him around, voice rising higher with each moment. it only riles dennis up more, until hes grabbing at robby's tshirt with his teeth, tugging and shaking his head w it in his mouth

his puppy teeth aren't sharp, but they can really hold on, and robby knew what he was getting into when he started this, so he just holds on and lets dennis tussle, lets him work that energy out. it turns into a wrestling match, one where robby is doing his best to keep his shirt to himself and losing. eventually, dennis has tired himself out enough that robby can get his shirt back, but neither of them really mind. they collapse onto the living room floor in a pile, and even though robby knows his back is going to hurt from the position in a couple of minutes, its worth it right now to hear his puppy's happy panting next to him.