#basey

[lullabyes-nursery]

Regressor!Baseball + Caregiver!Pendulum Clock (Objectsona) HCs

(Note: Baseball goes by She/They here)

Baseball's little age range varies wildly. She could either be a moody pre-teen or just a lil babie.

YOU KNOW DARN WELL PENDULUM SPOILS HER A LOT.

Baseball loves being rocked, though it's kinda difficult to hold her considering her size, so Pendulum uses a cradle or swing.

Baseball mainly likes The Backyardigans, Bluey, and Pingu!

Pendulum always reads Baseball stories before bed.

Baseball also actually likes naps a bit! (Some of the other regressors on Inanimate Island think she's weird for this.)

That being said, sleeping at night is kind of another story, that's when the nightmares come in. (thank god Pendulum's a night owl and ready to comfort)

Blankies = best form of comfort.

[aibouart]

I FORGOT TO SHARE i made my TMM base public F2U~ (it's a PSD tho)

can be used for non TMM stuff too ofc

[lanaevyssmoved]

oh fuck i forgot to review god!gales new voice

9/10 i like how echoy and boomy and basey it is. i approve. i was not disappointed

[thetoaddaddy]

if i had a heart old norse version do give me some solid dark jiraiyacore

[barkingbarghest]

there were things about the brothers sun that i liked and things that i did not like but something i did not expect but which i Really liked was the point they made of eileen's agency. arguably this is bruce and charles' story as the titular sun brothers, and a lot is said by multiple characters about who/what eileen is/should be, but this is a story where the mom gets to assert what she wants from her life, even if her family don't necessarily agree. and I respect the hell outta that.

[goldensadnessdolphin]

uuuuuugh

I want thingamabobs again. I can't start a new hobby right now but I want to <.<

[gassywill]

Camping Fart Slave Training - Part 2

Having been Joesephs fart sniffer for hours on end, I eventually passed out. I woke up the next morning, with morning wood which was clearly visible in the sleeping bag.

Morning sleepy head said Joeseph as he lifted the gas mask off my face and removed the gag. FINALLY fresh air, well sort of. The tent didn't smell pleasant with Joesephs gas having filled the whole thing.

"Ready to cum boy?" Joeseph barked at me. "No please don't make me do that" I whimpered back. "Please don't what?" Joeseph said looking down into my eyes and holding his hand on my neck. I shrugged unsure of what to say.

He tightened his grip around my neck and said "I am your master fart sniffer, You call me master." I shook my head in disagreement scared to say anything else.

Quick as anything he swung round and sat on my face wearing his tracksuit bottoms. The smell wasn't pleasant, just as he wiggled his ass he ripped a large basey fart directly onto my face.

The smell filled my nose immediately. "What do you call me?!?" Joeseph said powerfully, I shook my head again, no way was this guy gonna be my master!

Another massive powerful fart ripped onto my face, forcing me to inhale even more of his putrid gas. "What about now??"

I screamed no into his ass, and another wetter fart hit my face. He then took down his trackies and sat bare-ass on my face.

Ok fart sniffer, here we go. Full torture. I heard the gas moving around in his belly, his ass groaning wanting to let it out.

Suddenly my dick started twitching, Joesephs hand touching it, making it even harder. It was a strange feeling having another many touch my dick making it harder and I couldn't explain it.

He started rubbing my dick, then came the farts. One wet fart after another, ripping on my face. I could feel the wetness of each fart on my face as he continued to rub my dick. I started to precum.

"Am I your master now?" Joeseph asked, I was too occupied to reply. I had no idea what was happening. Then, Joeseph pushed again, and another load of wet farts hit my face as he continued to rub my dick.

One fart after another I continued to be forced to inhale them, groaning and struggling underneath him as he had full control of my dick and nose.

Then, as he ripped the biggest eggy fart ever I exploded with cum inside my sleeping bag, it dripping all over inside it. I relaxed opening my mouth as he farted even more making the stench even worse, even more relaxed I screamed "THANK YOU MASTER" and he ripped another we fart instantly.

Joeseph got off my face, looked down and said "How did you enjoy that fart sniffer". I was still in shock, I couldn't speak, I hadn't enjoyed it but I was definitely owned by him.

"Ok, time for another sleep I think" he took his place back on my face and ripped a long eggy fart that made me pass out cold covered in my own cum.

[potatovali]

Potatovali Avali Reference Sheet Base

I made an avali ref sheet base! You can get it on my ko-fi shop https://ko-fi.com/s/901aa6528a

[itzmakaxx]

local meth head drug lord gets fckn shot nd passes out

(pink colr only undr th cut btw)(creds 2 @melon_soup on patreon 4 da basey thingy:3)

supr proud of how u can barly tell whut th colrs r suposd 2 b(i think u can)

[lullabyes-nursery]

i need more regressor baseball content.............. i stg i have to do everything myself.........................

[inspektahekta]

Hey boss? Sorry to bother yew, but um.. Mr Bauhauzzo said some stuff dat contradicts da orders yew and capochin gave me, so I'm a bit confused now...

Did yew mean for us to get rid of all dat paint and art sup-pies and... All dat Huzzle Mug stuff? Just wanna confirm so I don't make any mistakies with my job! Don't wanna let yew down and all!

- @lolidabizzyboy

"Dearestdarling Inspekta,

RINGRINGRING!! Whuzzle is it, whosacalling on phoneymine?! NOTHINGNOBODY!! ... Wait, this is a letterwriting.

Afterpost the betraueltry!!!! of my favoritest ex-favoritest deitygod Bauhauzzo, I reflectanated about it and decidewanted to staykeep this new basey of operatories! Rockapal all the suddenly HATES me, cutiesweetiepie Huzzle Mug?! TRAITORAL!!! Friendallyship ended with Bauhauzzy, companiontrust started with Inspekta!

But Huzzle's going to be downout for a littlesmall while to screamcry into a pillow. Don't sendcommand any bizzycutes in to checker on me until the festival pleasethanks.

♡ Huzzle Mug"

[marcia06]

Boa noite!

"E que você consiga de alguma maneira descansar a sua alma e aquietar o seu coração nestes dias. Que a sua tranquilidade se baseie no cuidado do Senhor com a sua vida, e que você se apegue na fé, sim, naquela que te encoraja, que te fortalece, que te deixa esperançosa(o) e confiante. Que você tenha paz. "

W Cecilia Sfalsin

[talisidekick]

Exposure. Ie. the same way you got used to anything that at one point was new to you.

You probably forget but you, at one point, didn't know anything about this world. The first dog you saw was frightening, the first stranger you met was scary, you were anxious trying that first icecream cone. Your first response is to stare, observe, watch, assess what you're seeing. This is normal. You got used to parts of life by exposure. Trans people are rare, like really rare, about less than 1% of the population rare. A dude with noticeable boobs, a woman with a basey voice, etc, etc. all of this is new to some people. They aren't going to act normal about it because they've not been exposed enough for it to be normal. This is why it's important to teach about it in schools, to normalize it.

Since you're probably out of school, go get familiar by searching up trans voices online. Youtube has tons of videos, video essays, and interviews. The more you listen to trans voices, the less strange it will seem. I had to do this myself. And I'm glad I took the time to because it helped me unlearn stigma around being transgender and other transgender people and see a layer of beauty I'd been taught to miss.

Hope this helps.

[roamingleaf]

"Picture Perfect"

Tw: Intox, R@pe, Mask, restraints,

Harassment was on the menu for this evening affair as she could feel her rosy tinted frame being carted off towards a grand white double door. Laying there on top of draping ivory lenin those legs of hers were fastened to their individual corners, leaving her legs slightly spread as to give a peak between those decadent softly sloping thighs. Terribly, our pesky, phased bunny had seemed to be too dazed and confused to truly fight back. There must have been something in those drinks during that Gallery showing tonight. How did such an angel end up in the midst of hell?

Nothing was supposed to ruin this night for Her. All week with vigor her tiny fingers typed back and forth with this lofting gentlemen she had met while out to brunch. Though she could not hear the sweet words being texted to her, her mind couldn't help but imagine the basey tones of his commanding voice speaking fluently through each response. Hence why the poor bunny easily fell into that fox's dreaded clutches. Within a few days she was already standing in front of that familiar mirror against the pink painted walls of her room staring intently at the dress picked out for their evenings rendezvous. It was as if those searching hazel gems she hailed as eyes were checking that narrow, almost painted on cocktail Forrest green gown for any blemishes.

Fortunately for our adoring, excited, giddy bunny, the dress greatly showcased her like the marble, sculpted, magnum opus she had always been. Before anymore confusing landmines could be set off in that fragile head of hers, that calling gentlemen was beckoning at the door. As if a great race had been set off that sweet bunny raced towards that barricade to swiftly answer his call. With soft pleasantries they exchanged a hug that well groomed gentlemen hand met her dainty wrist with a glowing, miniature, orchid, corsage.

"This'll only compliment your beauty." That suave make-believer softly proclaimed as his thumb brushed against the top of her hand as he pulled his away. Who was this dude? Was he even real? Similar questions would circle through her head, though, it never allowed her to untangle his spiderweb.

With those few words exchanged they headed towards his car to make haste into the night. As they pulled up to a refined, dusk shimmered Palace of a museum her eyes were stunned by the line wrapped around the corner. Though, he didn't seem bothered by it in the least bit. Turning into the garage, and that line of folks disappearing behind that closing door he parked into a spot that confidently had his name stained across the steel sign. Exiting, they both made their way towards a well lit door that led to stairs.

Once their final door had given way it revealed a chittering room of equally well dressed couples. Statues, paintings, and all sorts of art now started to flood her view from left to right. Feeling a little overwhelmed by the sudden mass of people, lights, and cacophony of chattering, our bunny grasped to her towering ticket's arm for safety. Happily he would do her one better, slipping that same arm around her waist hastily to pull her into the security of his personal bubble. From there, she could feel the warmth of his chiseled chest, while the smell of his cologne started to become so alluringly intoxicating to that wandering bunny.

Under his watchful guidance she was funneled white wine, which at first she humbly tried to decline, but, knowing one could hurt she gave into his whim and started to sip his sweet nectar. One, turned into two, which turned into three. Before she knew it that cloudy dome was becoming too full of crystal Pinot grigio. That was when the night turned from a dream princesses would have, to a nightmare fashioned by the darkest of desires.

When did her eyes become heavy? So heavy that they shut for longer than a blink should. And finally, when they finally opened them, her meek, slender, bared body was being presented to a table of gentlemen all wearing the same Fox mask. Yet, somehow through her dazing fields that tenacious man's fragrance was well known to her. Oddly, he would raise once she had been set table side. From his lofty perch above her two of his fingers would walk along that exposed canvas as numerous eyes scanned her body, as she did so long ago.

"Gentlemen" said that thunderous fox. Those words gave way to her pillowy, delicate, shapely thighs being pulled apart in front of the eyes of those hungry crowds. The only response that could be heard was a choir of unzipping. Tonight, this precious portrait would be studied carefully by numerous artisans.

-🪶

[noodles-even-less-stable]

Okay let's try this again because the last post made no fucking sense ☠️

I'm back home now! Agnar is still at the party and I will retrieve him later

I'm having a full on social burn out and hit my max 4 hours in. I'm a sober girly, so not only do I already have issues in normal public settings but I was surrounded by drunk strangers, while I was stone cold sober. It wasn't a bad time, it was just too many people, the music was too loud and basey, and there was just a lot

I didn't have my headphones or any fidget tools (I didn't bring them because it didn't vibe with my outfit and I should have brought them)

The food was fine but I didn't eat most of it because it was uncontrolled and my brain just didn't want it

Also I rarely wear clothing that isn't "comfort" based and don't wear makeup ever because it causes me sensory issues. This cut my social batter a LOT. The millisecond I got home I ripped off my nails and lashes

So now I'm in the biggest hoodie I own, gremlin eating pizza, and watching SpongeBob

I will be retreating to my cave. I'm sorry I do see your messages and comments but I have negative energy right now to reply

This will probably be a few day burn out, so I'll emerge again at a later time

Goodnight everyone 💖 much love

[neozhelps]

ㅤㅤㅤ✧ﾠ—ﾠ⋆ﾠGUIA: COMO CRIAR PERSONAGENS QUE SAEM DA SUA ZONA DE CONFORTO.

rpg é um hobby incrível. nada se compara à sensação de criar mundos e pessoas e desenvolver tudo a respeito delas, não acham? viver aventuras, tudo isso sem sequer sair de casa! mas, vamos ser sinceros, muitas vezes acabamos criando os mesmos tipos de histórias, sem muita coisa nova, e isso cansa. estou certo? pelo menos, comigo é assim às vezes.

pensando nisso resolvi trazer algumas dicas para ajudar vocês a explorar outros mares e sair da mesmice. seja em um tipo de rpg diferente, um personagem com personalidade ou gênero diferente, o que for! sair da sua zona de conforto sempre é assustador, mas espero que essas dicas ajudem vocês a pelo menos conseguir um pouco de coragem para tentar. vamos lá?

— INSPIRE-SE EM PERSONAGENS CANON QUE VOCÊ GOSTE.

se você é daquele tipo de player que costuma sempre fazer personagens mais tranquilos, com uma história e personalidade básicas e tem medo de acabar fazendo algo muito diferente disso, essa é uma ótima maneira de experimentar coisas novas. sabe aquele personagem de drama ou série que você gosta muito? ou até mesmo um anime. se baseie nesse personagem!

quais foram os principais acontecimentos da vida delu?

vou usar aqui de exemplo o natsu, de fairy tail. no universo do anime, o 'pai' dele é um dragão, que desaparece em determinado momento. adaptando pra um rp de slice, ficaria assim:

natsu foi criado pelo pai desde que se entende por gente, mas em determinado momento de sua vida, seu pai simplesmente desapareceu sem deixar rastros. como natsu ainda era muito novo, acabou tendo que ir para um orfanato. quando fez 18 anos e foi seguir sua vida, decidiu fazer de tudo para descobrir o que aconteceu com seu amado pai.

isso dá abertura para ele entrar em qualquer rpg, e te dá algo para desenvolver nas interações e também em povs. ele pode seguir na carreira policial, ainda estar na faculdade, ser alguém que vive de bicos ou um jornalista. muitas possibilidades, e você ainda pode criar conexões com outros personagens policiais, detetives, jornalistas ou simples fofoqueiros e meros mortais que estão no lugar errado e na hora errada. e o que aconteceu com o pai? você decide! envolvimento com crime, sequestro, ou algo ainda mais dramático. também é possível desenvolver esse drama no decorrer dos eventos e drops da cmm.

quais os principais pontos da sua personalidade?

vamos lá, puxa na memória como o personagem escolhido se relacionava com os outros dentro do universo da mídia a que ele pertence. em fairy tail, natsu é o protagonista. ele tem sempre muita energia, come pra caramba, põe a segurança e felicidade de seus amigos em primeiro lugar, e não desiste nunca de seus objetivos. ele simplesmente não acredita que algo é impossível de se fazer, e faz de tudo para superar os obstáculos. isso daria um personagem incrível de desenvolver, não acha?

use esses pontos principais que fazem parte da essência do personagem que você quer recriar para ajudar no seu desenvolvimento! por exemplo:

em uma interação com muse, os dois acabam perdidos em um bairro diferente do que estão acostumados a frequentar e o celular de ambos acabou a bateria. natsu, sendo cabeça dura e destemido, cisma que lembra do caminho que fizeram, mas isso acaba fazendo os pobres andarem em círculos. eventualmente eles acabam cruzando o caminho de pessoas barra pesada e entram em uma briga. mais uma vez natsu toma o controle da situação, fazendo de tudo para proteger muse do perigo.

dependendo de como o outro personagem nessa interação é, isso pode ficar ainda mais caótico. se for alguém como o gray, também de fairy tail, os dois vão cair com tudo em cima dos possíveis bandidos; mas, se for alguém como a lucy ou a erza, natsu seria arrastado para longe da confusão gritando, xingando e esperneando porque queria brigar.

levando os acontecimentos da vida do personagem e seus traços de personalidade mais marcantes, sejam eles qualidades ou defeitos, você já consegue ter uma ideia de como ele agiria em cada situação diferente, com que tipo de personagem ele se daria bem ou não, e essas coisas. e você nem precisa escolher o personagem principal pra ter alguém interessante! vilões também são maravilhosos de adaptar e rendem interações profundas e conexões inusitadas, então dê uma chance para eles também na hora de escolher sua vítima.

— BUSQUE RELACIONAMENTOS MAIS DIVERSIFICADOS.

o que eu mais noto em comunidades, seja no tumblr, discord ou twitter, é que a maioria dos players acaba ficando preso nos mesmos dois tipos de conexão: casal e amigos. sei que é divertido ser amigo de todo mundo, ser pegador e tudo o mais, mas já pensou em interagir com alguém que seu personagem não se dá muito bem?

desde que tudo seja combinado e ambos os players tenham maturidade para separar ic de ooc, desenvolver inimizade acaba sendo algo mil vezes mais divertido que uma história de amor cheia de drama. e é inimizade mesmo, não o famoso enemies to lovers. interações de brigas são incríveis de desenvolver, seja algo físico ou uma simples discussão, e gera muita fofoca divertida. os dois personagens podem até fazer as pazes no final, entrar em um acordo ou simplesmente passar a ignorar o outro quando se virem por aí.

— ENTRE EM COMUNIDADES DIFERENTES DO QUE ESTÁ ACOSTUMADE.

joga só slice? experimenta entrar em uma cmm com um pouco mais de fantasia, ou algo mais sombrio. joga só no twitter? dá uma chance para o tumblr! prefere jogar só com personagens asiáticos ou brancos? escolha um fc com uma etnia diferente do que você geralmente escolhe.

eu já fui o tipo de player que só conseguia jogar com fc de idol, o que me limitava aos krps da vida. mas como as cmm asiáticas passaram a ser no twitter, e eu simplesmente odeio esse site com todas as minhas forças, fui obrigado a voltar para a rp br e me arriscar. foi mais fácil de reservar fc idol por lá, e eu era literalmente o único com personagens asiáticos no rp que entrei.

mas, eventualmente, comecei a mudar um pouco os fcs que escolhia. procurei na tag rostinhos com bastante conteúdo, ou com fotos que eu achava bonitas, e até mesmo atores de séries e filmes que sou muito fã. admito que no começo era difícil de conseguir manter o musing para aquele personagem em específico, mas com a ajuda dos outros players que jogavam comigo tudo deu certo e hoje tenho personagens de etnias diversas.

e isso também vale para o gênero e orientação sexual do personagem! há uns bons anos eu só fazia personagem mulher, mas acabei sendo obrigado a fazer um homem pra ser par romântico de uma partner e acabei gostando, acredita? e personagens não bináries também são muito bons de desenvolver, e a única diferença acaba sendo o pronome.

lembrem-se sempre que o objetivo do rpg é você explorar sua criatividade e histórias novas! se ficarmos acomodados jogando nas mesmas comunidades, com os mesmos personagens e as mesmas relações, qual a graça de jogar?

as raízes do rpg é o improviso, e nós ainda temos a sorte de viver na era da tecnologia e poder encontrar tudo na internet. não sabe como interpretar um personagem que foge do que está acostumade mas tem vontade? busque por guias em helpers ou então pergunte ao chat gpt! ele não é 100% confiável, mas pode te ajudar a entender melhor sobre as dificuldades que pessoas de certa etnia, que nasceram em determinados países, de identidade de gênero ou orientação sexual diferente, e até mesmo com deficiências e transtornos específicos enfrentam para desenvolver isso nas interações. o mesmo serve para personagens de outras culturas, outras identidades... e por aí vai.