#goodnite everyone ^_^

[skunkes]

[taio-kyo]

Ultrakill brainrot doodles because tomorrow is my bday and I'm allowed to indulge :]

S-0 scares me.

[puraturi]

[uwabbittuwabbit]

the backseat conversation was so funny lmao because imagine ur Marc Marquez and ur sat between two riders that have been touted as the next you but you had just proven that there will never be another you lmaooo

[rolilith]

"If you haven't figured it out yet, feel free to tag along. I'll show you what's what."

[loubella77]

Goodnight 😴🌙💤😘 say it back 🥰😘😍💕

(18+ only interactions)

I love you. Stay safe and hydrated!

[whump-queen]

first round of collar designs—

🫀middle is for @pax-my-heart <33 I tried and failed to make it look like cloth and but hey least it’s shinin as pretty as you 🥰

🐈‍⬛ finally, a lovely red ribbon for @itsmeblackcat (and a bell so you can’t sneak up on me)

[edgepunk]

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[werewolf-girlfriend]

welp its now past midnight so my bday is over :) thank u everyone who sent me well-wishes!! it was rly sweet of u all mwah mwah <333 now ill go to bed cus im rly tired goodnitee

[mimikinyuu]

(ooc post: building lore between my two pkmn irl blogs hehe more to come)

[sleephearts-archived]

wat da hell...dis fic made me cry harder than da actual show's ending

[manyaccidents]

Emily stared longingly outside. She was no longer allowed to go out alone anymore; that was for big girls. The last few months had seen Emily begin bedwetting out of nowhere. It began slow, a night here and there, but she thought they were just one-off accidents. She had no idea just how wrong she was.

Soon her nighttime control was very inconsistent. Her mother had insisted she wear goodnites (glorified diapers for bedwetters) to bed. Emily protested but her mother put her foot down. Emily refused but her small stature didn't exactly lend itself to resistance. Her mother picked her up easily, and though she struggled Emily could not escape. She was laid down on the bed and held down by one of her mothers arms while the other arm pulled down Emily's Pj shorts and panties.

Emily was so tired from struggling at this point that try though she might, she couldn't stop her mother from pulling the goodnite up between her legs. Tears streamed down Emily's face as she felt the foreign garment between her legs. It was soft and crinkled softly when she moved. Her mother pulled Emily's pj shorts back up and said "if I catch you with these off, you will get a spanking so hard you'd wish you'd never taken them off."

Emily sulked, knowing that her mother wasn't kidding. After a few minutes of silent crying, Emily, who was exhausted from struggling fell asleep. That day was the beginning of the end for Emily's adulthood. Fast forward to the present. Emily had not woken up dry since she was put in goodnights 6 months ago, and she'd even started to have daytime accidents with increasing frequency about a month prior to today. Her mother insisted that she wear her goodnites in the day too now, and Emily was embarrassed to say it was hard to argue.

Her goodnites weren't really cutting it these days, and it seemed like the daytime accidents were scattered at first like the bedwetting, but also like the bedwetting it quickly worsened and Emily was soon wetting her goodnites every day, sometimes multiple times. As she reflected at the window she felt her goodnite growing warm and heavy, a tear rolling down her cheek in silent frustration. She never knew when she had lost the ability to even feel when she needed to pee, but it was depressing..

As she continued to pee, it began to leak out of the goodnite and onto the couch. As if she could sense it, Emily's mother entered the room and locked eyes on the couch where the wet spot was clearly visible. A patient anger came over her expression and she wordlessly took Emily's hand. Emily wondered fearfully if she was going to be spanked, but instead she was sat down on a plastic mat on the bed. "A.. changing mat?" she thought. That's when she saw what was beside it and put 2 and 2 together.

A thick white diaper decorated with pink and lavender hearts was beside the changing table, and before she knew it she was being laid down and cleaned up just like a baby. She was so shocked at how far she's fallen that she couldn't even struggle. "You'll be wearing these for the foreseeable future little girl. Since you can't seem to act your age, you will be kept in diapers 24/7; no more goodnites." Emily was mortified "in the day too?? bu-"

"no buts young lady" she finished taping the diaper and made sure it was snug and fit well. Emily felt the thick padding press against her skin as her mother felt the diaper. Each movement she made was accompanied by an audible crinkle. "Everyone is going to find out..." Emily said, dejected. "I'm sorry Emily" her mother said gently "but you clearly need diapers now, and if people find out that's just something we'll have to deal with"

And so began her new life. The only girl at university who still needed diapers.

[babyfluffybutt]

Hey I absolutely love your content 😊

I've always wanted to ask what got you into the abdl/little space community?

I've always wanted to discover this community more.

Anyway hope you're doing great 👍

Take care

Thanks for asking pacman, and thanks for your smile too! I hope you all don't mind the long stories but I might as well give you the rundown. I've told bits and pieces of this before, but I guess this will tie it all together. Growing up I've always had issues with potty training. It was something that was ALWAYS an issue that my parents just decided to ignore. I've always been pretty immature, and the accidents never helped with that. Growing up, I always had a change of clothes with me for those accidents that were going to happen. Basically, I had accidents well until I was in Highschool, but It was just part of life for me. I didn't know what to do about it, except change into my spare clothes. Whether that was at school, in class, at Disneyland, it didn't matter, without fail I would have an accident. Being someone who had accidents, the thought of diapers crossed my mind a number of times but having a very overbearing mother made those ideas dissolve pretty quick. I never thought of myself as a 'little' but extremely immature from what others told me growing up. I never saw myself as immature, I just like things like my stuffed animals, my emotional support pillow I had since I was a baby, my toys that I played with well into my teen years, I just found happiness in these things. It wasn't truly until I started being interested in others when I really started to put a name to what I was. I had a friend who quickly became way more than a friend, and the closer we got, the more we began to discover the more naughty things. She had a Tumblr, and was following all of these BDSM profiles but one of the profiles really caught my eye. It was a girl who was into the BDSM thing but she was in pink frilly clothes, owned a sippie cup, and a bottle. I was hooked immediately but I couldn't tell my GF about it, I would just have to explore on her phone when she wasn't looking. This when it clicked, knowing that someone could still play with toys, and have stuffed animals, and it just didn't matter.

I tried to bring this up with my gf, on several occasions, and she just wasn't accepting it. She said it was weird and immature, and she just couldn't get on board with it. At this point I tried goodnites that people on tumblr sent me but I wasn't feeling it, almost like something was missing. I had an encounter with my older sister at a certain point (with diapers) but if you haven't read about that whole thing, you'll need to scroll and find it, but beyond that I was pretty much naive to the whole diaper and littlespace thing.

Ultimately it didn't work with my GF, and I was devastated. I knew what I wanted... I didn't want to grow up. I didn't want to be like everyone else. I was always the weird one trying to fit in, and it never happened. It wasn't until one day, when I was back living at home that a tumblr account I followed for some time, had a big update. There was a breakup... I figured I would shoot my shot. They were an adorable couple, and it was heartbreaking to read what happened but I figured if I had a chance at this, I might as well try and get with a person who actually has experience in the littlespace world. Well.... it didn't start well.. It took months before I got any response, and when I did get a response it was very cold, and it was clear I wasn't talking to some random person who just wanted me to be in a diaper. This person was very sure of themself, they were very calculated, I even tried to send saucy pictures but was met with a callused rejection, I was dealing with a very serious adult here. I don't know what it was though, this person was so stoic and in control of their emotions that I couldn't help but keep persisting. Needless to say I began to find a weakness in this persons strong wall they put up, and I kept pushing to get in. nowwwww saying I was a stalker is probably too strong, but at a certain point how could I not hahaha. aaaaaaanywho, I managed to convince this person to come visit me (since we lived pretty far away from each other) and my life was never the same after that. From the second the plane landed, sitting in front of me was a VERY strong parental type person. Quiet, observant, and eyes that I felt could read my mind. Poor little me didn't even know what to do until I finally just gave in, and let this person take the lead.

My world changed in such a short period of time. For the first time in my life I didn't need to think for myself, I had someone who would direct me, show affection, and never once judged me. I was in their hands, and I never wanted to be anywhere else. The problem was.... this person had to fly back home.... and knowing how incredibly sexy this person was, I wasn't about to let someone else get their hands on them. With this person on the plane, and heading over a thousand miles back home, I jumped online and bought a flight with any money I had left. it was one way... I had no intentions of coming back. I text this person when landing, and said I had a package I wanted to send, asking for the address. I had it. the ticket, the address... all that was left was to arrive on their front doorstep.

As it so happened, no more than 24 hours later I'm standing on the doorstep of this person... this perfect parental figure i so desperately needed. I knocked on the door... and was welcomed with an embrace (and very shocked) person. From there it is pretty much history. I embraced my little side, and began my journey into diapers (although it went from testing diapers to actually needing them after a really bad illness) and into my little life. I've been diapered 24-7 for about 4 years now, and I'll never go back.

[speedywithadhd]

Immso tired right nke its 230am. Ithunk it'd Yone for bes everyone.

Goodnite did i marj this ooc???, iyds ooc

[damiantheangel]

Did you ever have an issue with someone finding out about your pull-ups at a sleepover?

Actually, my record is pretty good at sleepovers and camps, since I always plan around lots of scenarios. It's the normal everyday stuff where my horror stories are.

Like standing in line for checkout at the grocery store with my dad, goodnites in the cart, and praying that I don't run into any of my classmates.

Or panicking because my brother let the neighbors in to play, when I wasn't expecting them.

Or when a tornado warning is declared for my college in the middle of the night, my RA pulls everyone into the hallway, and I'm 100% positive my goodnites will peek if we have to duck and cover.

[xxx-scars-on-my-neck-xxx]

I cant believie Im saying dis but i cant sleep. -_-

I guess Gerard rylly turned meh into a vampire after I discovered MCR. Liek dude I WAZ JUST A LITTLE CURIOUZ AND U TOOK IT PERSONALLY!1!!1!! Anywayz... Goodnite 2 everyone except rude pipol who bully emoz and Scene kidz!!1!!1!!