[Might trap a few blimps between us then... Which I'm more than happy to do <3
Balloon
@genericballoon.bsky.social
Big ol creaky permablimp use to your hearts content use in anyway you want if you can see any feature of me, i'm not inflated enough. perma fully-sinked Art account 🔞 / toy / adult
i love so much being a featureless balloon and love having no choices of my own~
[ #AirborneAugust PART 3.5] when you get so big everybody else starts orbiting you....
[ #AirborneAugust PART 3] halfway through the month and already halfway to space!! poor puppy must really be going through it... the pressure's so overwhelming he forgot that he's unpoppable... let's put that to the test, hmm? :3 ❤️ = 3mi 🔁 = 6mi 💬 = 12mi 👥follow = 25mi 🖌️art = 250mi ANY: +0.1x MULT
what you can do when your new minimal size is this for more than a year now.... and keep growing...
m-my only name is balloon... only... balloon... please always call me balloon and not any living being name....
okay... formlock to fit my size and time with that size~ ❤️ = 8ft and hours 🔁 = 15ft and hours 💬 = 20ft and hours 👥follow = 45ft and hours 🖌️art = 450ft and hours cheating is... enable. and for each 150ft and hours... my iq will be lowered by 1~
For anyone wondering we're up to 4637... make that 4657ft and hours, meaning -31 IQ for our blimp here~
okay i mess with the numbers... silly balloon... let... let me make it a bit lower please...
okay... formlock to fit my size and time with that size~ ❤️ = 8ft and hours 🔁 = 15ft and hours 💬 = 20ft and hours 👥follow = 45ft and hours 🖌️art = 450ft and hours cheating is... enable. and for each 150ft and hours... my iq will be lowered by 1~
Cute balloon. Floating in the breeze, unable to stop yourself from being tugged along by the nearest creature who just wants you and will take you. Adorable.
okay... formlock to fit my size and time with that size~ ❤️ = 8ft and hours 🔁 = 15ft and hours 💬 = 20ft and hours 👥follow = 45ft and hours 🖌️art = 450ft and hours cheating is... enable. and for each 150ft and hours... my iq will be lowered by 1~
OKAY YOU WANT TO PLAY THIS GAME, I WILL PLAY THIS GAME! 100 likes and I will shift to bug horse for a while, hecc it. I can say this because I know for a fact, absolutely and positively, that this threshold won't be reached. There! Bird! Not bug!
I think about the people who only followed me on this account and really only remember me as a balloon... unable to relate me to anything else...
Mew? Pink? A hat? Jeez, these are some very silly thoughts. Hard to imagine you as anything but a balloon, quite frankly. Maybe some more helium will get these thoughts out of your head...
sometimes i don't post so much cause my airhead makes harder and harder to form enough thoughts...
sigh... nobody could think on mew... this colors are so, SO different that pink... no feature visible... not even the same color... and... w-where are my hat?...
hmfff hgnmhh~ (I've been painted with permanent paint to change my colors from... Mew? to a generic and different ones... to make me fully unrecognizable and ruin the last vestige of my species...)
Hypnotize a balloon to be dumber. Hypnotize a balloon that it’s always been a balloon Hypnotize a balloon that it should always be full Hypnotize a balloon that it’s purpose is to float and creak Hypnotize a balloon to always sink deeper Hypnotize a balloon to always serve their owner Hypnoti
Jirachi: "So you want an ad everyone can see for your new summer job?" Maddy: Yeah, but don't be an idiot, I don't want to end up like a mew balloon. Jirachi: Sure, not mew balloon at all <3 Maddy: Uh? *fwoooomp* Come one, come all, check out Jirachi's new balloon shop! Open all summer!!
how meters could be my head buried in my own body at this point?...
hmfff hgnmhh~ (I've been painted with permanent paint to change my colors from... Mew? to a generic and different ones... to make me fully unrecognizable and ruin the last vestige of my species...)
whole world becoming nothing but my own body... unable to do anything... only feeling with each passing second that the prison of my own body increases, further and further from the slightest possibility of escape or even making a single move... knowing that each new size is the new minimum size...
As a mere object, you don't get to determine what color you are. Your owner does. You simply are to bob and float in the wind, existing only for the sake of existing and growing further, pushing any unnecessary notions of independence or rational thought from you pressurized and distant mind.