Personalias

What got you into drawing for this objectively silly niche?

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Mini-Story: “Chill”

So comfy. So very comfy. Everything is heavy, but in a good way. You’re not pinned down, just very…very…chill. You’re not even cold. It would be hard to feel “chilly”, buried amongst all these fluffy stuffed animals.

The grown up takes you back to your pile of stuffies and you continue watching the pretty colors on the screen. So comfy. So very comfy. Everything is heavy, but in a good way. You’re not pinned down, just very…very…chill.

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The cool mint has a chemical taste that almost compels you to suckle. It’s like scratching an itch. You’re so startled by the flavor and the sensations flooding your body from bottom to top that you take it for granted when let go from your straps and slid onto bare feet from the changing table.

The new diaper feels admittedly better than the dirty one, but it is definitively “chillier” than the last from it being empty.

You lay there in shocked helplessness while you’re cleaned and powdered by a stranger, and the pacifier that comes immediately after catches you by surprise.

COLD!

COLD! COLD! COLD!

The wipes are definitely NOT chill. They’re FREEZING!
And the air conditioner on full blast is NOT helping.

The powder is dryer than the wipes, but makes you shiver just as much if not more when your legs are thrown back over your head and your bottom gets dusted with it.

"Just chill. Okay rugrat?” They don’t wait to unhook the loops from your loaded Huggies.

The show? The show! No! Nonono! Whatever is on that screen is fucking poison! The swirls more than just decoration. You were losing yourself! Your brain literally turning to mush with each tick of the-

But the one fastened around your waist and between your legs is very, very full.

You scream that you’re not a baby. That there’s been some sort of mistake. But your caregiver isn’t hearing any of it. “That’s what all the babies say. Now just relax and we’ll get you back to your show."

You’ve barely taken a breath when a strap is pulled across your chest, and your feckless hands are guided through cushioned restraint loops.

Flashes of memory come back to your brain like glitches in a simulation. You’re wearing a diaper! But you shouldn’t be! You’re too old for diapers!

Hm? What?

You’re yanked out of your cocoon of happiness and stumble around; a guiding hand leading you. An instant later, you’ve been pushed and fallen flat, your back against a cool padded surface.

Pay no mind to the shrieks of “I’m not a baby!” and “You’re making a mistake!” The sound of wails juxtaposed against coos and gurgles and the scritch scratch of velcro coming off a landing zone. Just sit here and… chill.

“Okay baby,” a voice says. “Time for a diaper change.”

You have no idea what it is you’re watching. The plot isn’t really the point. The sense of peace is. You can just sit here with the stuffies and relax. Sit here and forget. Sit here and ignore the crinkle coming from underneath you.

Something between your legs is also warm, but you can’t be bothered to see what it is.

You just stare up at the T.V. screen, that relaxed dopey smile on your face. So many pretty, soothing colors; blues and greens, and aquamarine. Purple too! “Cool” colors. All swirling around like a lava lamp.

Mini-Story: “Chill”

So comfy. So very comfy. Everything is heavy, but in a good way. You’re not pinned down, just very…very…chill. You’re not even cold. It would be hard to feel “chilly”, buried amongst all these fluffy stuffed animals.

I’ve heard hypotheses that his “loser club” style gang of friends (Oswald Cobblepot, Eddie Nash, etc) could serve that purpose. We know they’re being broken and turned into penguin, riddler, etc. but there’s still an outside hope they come around and stay friends. Bat fam in function

Oh fuck. That sucks. I’m sorry dude

Please do not message me about this. It's just a thought I needed to put out there.

This has nothing to do with ABDL, Babyfur, kink in general, or anyone in those communities. This is just the one place I can put it out there without certain folks knowing it's me saying it.

Quid pro quo is not a great mentality to build a friendship on, and people deserving or not deserving me in their life like I'm some kind of reward or service to them becomes very problematic for my brain.

Why is it only "showing my true colors" when I'm angry or mean? Do people think all the kind stuff was fake?

Am I not allowed to crash out, too?

And I don't like the "If you can't handle me at my worst, then you don't deserve me at my best," mentality.

Thank goodness! Also yes. Please info dump somewhere in your replies to somebody so I can read your take!

Like it’s where half the universe went when Thanos snapped or something?

That’s the one where green goblin smokes and beast boy is kid flash’s pet sidekick right?

Sidney’s Wish and The Rift are the two you’re describing

two cartoon characters standing next to each other in a room with a red wall ALT: two cartoon characters standing next to each other in a room with a red wall

Considering you turn every conversation into a pants pooping jokes? How?

Pay attention to the fonts with normal letters being dots, bold letters being dashes and italics as stopping points to indicate new letters, and you get things like "buh guh agoo"

I think it's pretty neat. Check out "A Failure to Communicate."

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So I wrote this new DD one-shot and I'm kind of proud of it. The main character gets their words scrambled into baby-talk but they can't tell. So I wrote all of his text in a morse code cypher to visually represent. Read the letters and get what he thinks he's saying (cont...)

Wait! THAT’s the MMA you told me you were getting into?!

Well damn. I guess I'll have to get back on that.

Correct!