#big diaper friday

[artsytowne]

I feel like as someone who refuses to mess diapers, because I have an omo kink and only like piss, I shouldn't have an opinion on this. But I feel like BDF is basically, "no potty or changes, happy Friday ;)" and I absolutely love that.

[curio-dluv]

BDF 5 (2024): Mechanical Hands

The good old classic "mechanical hands go rogue and turn you into a big baby." Happy Big Diaper Friday! (very delayed again o(*￣▽￣*)ブ)

[chrissytheqt]

Big diaper Friday is here once again

[curio-dluv]

BDF 7 (2024): Valentine's Day.

"Hmhmhm I'll be happy to be your valentine, kitten, but that diaper can hold some more. Let's go for a coffee, and maybe you'll get a diaper change afterwards~"

A piece for both Valentine's Day and Big Diaper Friday! Happy BDF!

[lilbabyfae]

On Fridays, we wear big diapers 💁🏻‍♀️

✨JFF✨

[libraford]

Every black friday, I think of when I worked for walmart before Amazon was a big deal and the only way to get certain electronics for dirt cheap was to line up at midnight and wait for one of us to unwrap the stacks.

Our strategy that year was misguided- people could line up and wait til 3am when we wheeled them out, but if you left the line for any reason youd have to go to the back of the line. We had a guard at each line to prevent people from cutting or getting into a fight.

They sent me to guard the $200 laptops.

People lined up at midnight. The rules were posted. Stand in line, do not move. Once the stack is open it's one per person.

After the first hour, attendees were starting to get pissy with me, a 20-something getting paid less than 10$ an hour, because they chose to wait three hours for a shitty hp laptop. At one point they started pointing at me and yelling 'hall monitor' which was ridiculous because- again, no one is forcing you to be here.

When the stack came out, they all rushed, the entire stock was gone in three minutes.

But it was done. And I could go back to stocking shelves. As I'm pulling a pallet of diapers from the back, a woman stops me. It is now 7am

"Where are the 100$ laptops that were being advertised?"

"I'm sorry, but those sold out within the first ten minutes."

She's furious. "Well! I guess my children will have to be STUPID in school, then."

And that stuck with me for a long time, and will stick with me for a long time, because in 2010, laptops were not a requirement for most schools and if you needed to type up a report for class you did what everyone else did and went to the library where you could do all this for free.

Anyways, this story didnt have much of a point apart from be nice to anyone working retail this season because most people shopping right now forget how to act right.

[lunaekalenda]

first day of school!

warnings: reader is refered as mom and gojo as dad, dad!gojo, baby daughter!

"Give dad a kiss before leaving." Your husband kneels, making his 1'90 meters accessible for your toddler, who presses a kiss on his dad's cheek with a huge smile. When Satoru asked for the kiss, his eyes were full of love and pride towards the little girl, as they keep shining when he looks back at her. He kisses her temple softly, as he has been doing since she came to your life. "I love you, sunshine. I want all the details of your first day at school when you're back!" She nods quickly before running towards you, hugging your legs. You caress her hair with softness, fingers taking the locks she already took away of the bun to fix them. "You're gonna love the school, I'm sure. Make a lot of friends, yeah?" Your daughter looks at you from her small height. Kneeling softly, you kiss her cheek and she hugs you in return. "Dad and me will come to pick you up later, alright? We'll go have dinner at your favorite place with Megumi." The girl's big blue eyes shine with happiness as she nods, before the bus monitor asks all the kids to sit inside. Almost crying and hugged by your husband, you wave your hand towards your daughter, so little yet so grown, before letting her go. Satoru sighs and starts walking with you towards home. He hands you a tissue, walking at a slow pace towards your home.

"She was so little..." you murmur. He nods softly, his hand searching yours before tangling his fingers with yours. "Feels as if it was yesterday when she would show up in diapers on our bed to get cuddles from her dad." Satoru smiles luminously, as his dad ego gets boosted with your words. Your daughter loves him beyond anything, she's such a daddy girl, and he loves her as much. It's common for you to find both of them spending time together, and even when you join almost every time, there are still those tiny moments you adore finding, such as a sleepy baby on top of your husband, as he reads a book and caresses her back to keep her calm, or how he always puts her on his shoulders so she's able to see everything from his height.

"Will she be alright?" You find yourself wandering in silence what your husband just put in high voice. Will she be alright? Will she miss home as much as you miss her? Will she cry, will she feel overwhelmed by school? Will she adapt to the teachers, to her classmates? She's your very first child, and it's normal to feel that way about it. You smile at Satoru, finding his blue eyes looking worried at the floor, before facing him.

"She'll be alright. She's the strongest, after all." Your husband lets a smile brighten his face as he takes your cheeks on his hands, getting close for a kiss.

At home, you both take the time to clean, tidy up and do the chores, before it's time to wait for your daughter again. You put her drawings in order on the fridge, making room for more, and put her favorite plushies back on her bed. Her fluffy white cat feels raspy under your hands, too used over the years. You need to put her to wash urgently. Satoru got that kitty for her on one of his long trips with the Jujutsu School, one of those days when you feared your husband wouldn't come back home, although he always does, before Megumi took his place as teacher and sorcerer, taking most of the missions, what still leaves both of you on sleepless nights.

The drawings fill also her walls, draws of your family, the dogs, drawings of her, of Megumi, of Yuji and Nobara by her side. She loves them a lot, and you're happy to see how the three young pupils of your husband merge so well on your little family, making friday nights way more fun and happy. Her shelves are full of books and gifts she got from everyone, a cow figure Nanami bought for her when she was two, a fairy house Megumi helped her to build on her third Christmas, a pair of sunglasses matching with his dad. She's so loved by everyone that you feel like your heart might explode.

And him.

The man that looks at you from the corridor door with a side smile, body resting against the wooden surface as his intense blue eyes follow your movements on her room. He takes a couple steps in, touching the girl's bed with his fingertips. "The crib was here." He murmurs, smiling lovingly. "We spent so many sleepless nights by her side, we always ended sleeping cuddled on that brown couch Geto bought for us. Always alert in case she cried. And now, she asks us to read her a tale and sleeps soundly all night on her bed." He looks at you from all his height before sitting on her bed. You take a seat by his side and he kisses your forehead lovingly.

"Believe it or not, I kinda miss that. Watch our tiny baby sleep, feel as if all tiredness disappeared as soon as she called us for the first time." Satoru puts his arms around your shoulders. His grin tells you he's gonna say something.

"Well, you know, if we both liked the experience that much, we can always repeat." you laugh against his body before tangling your hand on his. He kisses it sweetly.

"Let's experience her growing up before, should we?"

He leaves another kiss on your forehead before standing up. Satoru takes your hand and the car keys, since the restaurant it's quite far from the bus stop to go walking, especially, since your daughter will probably be tired after the very first day, before leaving.

When you arrive to the stop, where more parents are waiting for the kids, Satoru holds your hand firmly, checking both sides of the street, to see if he can spot the bus, and his blue eyes shine with emotion when he sees the vehicle. Your daughter runs towards you, your arms and your husband's open for her to hug. Her smile warms your heart as your family hug makes you sigh.

"How was school, sunshine?" Satoru asks, and your daughter smiles excited.

"It was fun! There are a lot of kids in my class!" You smile when you hear her words, before standing up. Satoru cleans a tear that falls down your cheek slowly before taking your daughter's hand on his, and you do the same on the other side, walking towards the car hand by hand. Your husband sits her and puts her belt on, before sitting on the driver's seat and, with your hand between his and the gear level, he starts driving softly towards the restaurant, as your daughter's happy memories of the day fill the car on her sweet voice.