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@superbestdaddy
Hi :) I saw your response to kingdarkindiapers, and it triggered a question I’ve never asked. From the time I started following you 5+ years ago, you impressed me with your sense of self-worth and dignity… and I’m still impressed. I wondered how a little diaper boy with ASD, who was pulled from his friends and sent to special school, came to have such an amazing confidence in himself & his right to happiness, as well as his acceptance of others to be who they are. Were you just born with it?
Thanks for the great question daddy. Hmm I wouldn’t say that i’ve had a lot of confidence growing up with ASD. When I was a kid I had a lot more hyper empathy along with a lot of social anxiety which needless to say, meant that i got very easily overwhelmed by social interaction. I still have it a lot of the time with strangers, but it’s gotten a lot easier as far as close friends go. I never really did like myself much back then, but I guess a lot of the reason was that I didn’t feel like I had much going for me. I just felt like an outsider, or simply just a weirdo. After I got put in the psychiatric hospital for children for a little over a year, I stopped seing the few friends I did have. I guess the feeling like people would judge me, or just not like me because of it. When it got to much, I pretty much cut all ties and decided not to search for new friendships… It took me many many years to want to make friends again like I used to. things like people coming over, or visiting someone was a no go 😅 . Meanwhile I found comfort in music and online games hehe, but I got rather good at being on my own. I don’t think I really did like myself much back then, but since i was all i had, I eventually felt okay with being me and being different. Back then I didn’t really understand anything about ASD and why I did the things I did, or why I struggled so much socially. I suppose they did try and tell me, but I was just to stubborn or busy to listen. As you know, it’s not all to long ago that I came to terms with being autistic and it has helped quite a lot on my self esteem. Knowing what the source of a lot of the problems I encounter are, helps me not to blame myself so much for them. I think I started being more proud of being different with booth my littleside and being different when i found this community. I’ve always been rather childish, and I suppose my autism has a lot to do with that too. The way this community has so much pride in being different and having a littleside instead of hiding it is so awesome and relatable to me. I’ve been an AB/DL as farback as I can remember, and it just feels right for me in a way that might be very hard for normal people to understand. But this is where I feel comfortable with being myself, and it’s certainly one of the main things that are the reason to why I’m proud to be who I am today.
Such a wise old soul and a big heart packed into the sweetest little diaper boy 👦 ❤️
Alright. first i want to thank all of you for following and for supporting me all this time. I wanted to upload this way sooner but i wanted to make a music video along with it, but since i don’t know if Tumblr will keep us around i figured you guys might benefit more from it if i shared it now.. I hope you’ll still be able to see it and that you’ll help me share it so that we can spread more ABDL awareness. The song is very personal to me, and i think it has a good message. I hope you guys enjoy it and possibly find it uplifting <3. We don’t really know what the future brings for us, but i really appreciate the love you gave me here. Thank you!.
So honest so truthful. And from the heart! I love it my boy! ❤️
That’s not my butt is it’s? Why yes its is 😅
Hey kiddo’s 💕 some of you have written to me about having a hard time accepting yourself being an AB/DL, this message is to you.
I’ve been an infantilist all my life, and I’ve been through those dumb annoying purge cycles that most of you AB/DL’s know about.
I reached a point where it weirded me out that i had this need to feel little, or to wear diapers. I reached the point where it mattered to much what others might think of me if they knew what I was doing. And I reached that point where I beat myself up about beeing so different than all the other people.. Inevitably i reached the point where i swore to give it all up, and threw everything away that made me feel safe along with my feelings, just so that I could be like everyone else.. And finally I reached the point where I felt way worse than I did before, and felt that I couldn’t keep lying to myself anymore.
Self acceptance is not easily achieved, and most AB/DL’s go through a somewhat similar cycle one or more times in their life, before they reach the final point of self acceptance. Personally having gone through that cycle several times, i still get those feelings from time to time, but at least for now, i feel that i can stay true to myself, and accept that i have these cravings that are a part of me. Some people have told me to grow up, and that what I am and do is disgusting. I don’t think it’s for anyone to judge something that they don’t understand. They don’t know how it makes us feel or how terrible we’re off without it. Without satisfying these needs, it would just leave a void that would need to be filled with other stuff.. I know I’ve said it before, but wearing diapers or being little is a very small price to pay to feel so good, secure and comfy. And there are way worse thinngs that you could have the need for.. personally i think a littleside is booth beautiful and super cute!, but i do get why some people might find it weird, some people just don’t get it, and that is fair enough. But i also think If they knew how great it makes us feel they wouldn’t dream of judging us.
Lately I’ve been thinking about how short life is, and that It’s very likely that we only get one chance to find the happiness that we want, and to reach the goals that we set. I think believing in yourself, and finding self acceptance is one of the most important goals to reach for, and it’ll surely make you more happy in the end. It’s hard feeling so different, and accept things that make you stand out of the croud, but that goes for a lot of things, like having a different sexuality or for example beeing an AB/DL.
I think we can go through life being our own worst enemy, or our own best friend. I believe chosing to work with yourself and not against yourself is an important factor to live a happy life. Life is not always easy, and surely not when you are an AB/DL, but staying true to yourself and really realise that you have your own life to live instead of pleasing everyone else will get you a long way towards self acceptance.
We’re all unique in our own way and we like different things, but that is what makes us the ones we are. And I think if we can stay true to that, that’s something we should be proud of.
If you are an AB/DL or know know anyone that is please share this for AB/DL awareness Thank you ☺
It couldn’t be said better! Thank you Max! 🙏❤️
The Question
Meeting new people online can be fun… and thought provoking - because sometimes they ask questions that no one else has asked me. Such a thing happened today. A new friend asked, “how come you turned from a boy to a daddy?” My immediate reaction was wow…that’s a good question, and one I haven’t thought about in a while! As I started to ponder it, I realized the answer wasn’t as simple as I used to think.
My first honest admission is that as much as I have always wanted to regress, I make a lousy little boy. In the presence of others, daddies or diaper bros, I still can’t free myself in the moment and be the 4 to 7-year-old that lives inside me. Perhaps it’s because I never even met another little until I found the courage one time, at age 35, to go to a local abdl party that I somehow got an invite for. I managed to get through the party, but my own fears and trepidation kept me from ever contacting any of the guys who messaged me after that. I basically went back into the shadows and just kept flying solo with only my imagination for a friend.
Secondly, I think my persona or psyche got frozen at two different points in time. First one being the little boy, still relegated to diapers and sometimes babying because of his inability to not wet his pants or his bed. That dream has been around since I really was a little boy, haha. But the other milestone that I never moved past was being the college kid, who was always hoping the popular and good-looking guys who sat beside me in class would want to hang out with me and be my friends. That dream never became a part of my reality, and I got stuck in that time period as well. To this day, if a young handsome guy shows any kindness to me, I will make the effort to see if there is a potential friendship there. Just can’t help it, haha.
As the years ticked by, I saw others successfully living their dreams via their online posts, and the desire to actualize my own fantasies finally overtook the fears that had prevented my coming out. I told myself it was now or never, and with that I put up a profile on dl-boy. My “type” that I was hoping to connect with was that young, clean cut, home town college boy. But having added more years to my life, I knew from a marketing standpoint I would get more attention as a daddy type. So that’s how I billed myself - as horribly contrived as that sounds now, haha.
But then the unexpected happened. While trying to be a little boy around others left me uncomfortable and apprehensive, I found being a daddy felt totally natural. I lost all inhibitions in the moment, and found my hands and arms almost automatically holding and hugging and caressing the sweet friends I made. Ironically, taking care of them was taking care of me. The unfulfilled cravings I had were being totally satisfied by showering a little guy with my dreams and fantasies. Creating that special environment and regressed feeling for a little boy transported me to the same exact space, except that I was the giver instead of the receiver. And to my surprise, all this satisfied both my deep desire to experience life as a little diapered boy as well as my wish to have a young handsome man along side of me as a friend. Merging those 2 time warps into a daddy type has given me the best experiences I’ve ever had in the abdl world.
Since I’m still rather shy and assume most people have no interest in me, I don’t reach out to others online usually. Thus there is only a handful of friends who I’ve come to care for... and that’s ok. They are some of my best friends in life, who I’ve come to value and appreciate and truly love. Giving to them gives me more joy and happiness than I could ever have imagined. And for that, I am so grateful to them.
Shifting Gears
I’m one lucky guy. I got to take a 3 week vacation last month. Flew 5,000 miles away and got to see old friends in Europe and make great new ones as well. Had great weather the whole time, ate well, and made good use of my camera and hobby as an amateur photographer. Came back and worked for a week and then had my best friend here for 5 nights. So with all that fun and time off, why do I feel kind of lost and down in the dumps. Why am I having so much trouble getting back into work. Maybe I was like a horse that got to run free for a month, and now I’m corralled in a pasture and back working the fields . It’s just hard getting back into the work mode. I need my next escape planned and on the books. Then I can have something to look forward to.
hey @minimaxkiddo, it’s your birthday!! 🎉🎂🎁 let’s see how many tumblrs like or reblog this post as a way to remind you that you’ll never be too old to be little! have an awesome birthday, kiddo!!
Thanks bud ^^ 💖👶
How can anyone actually enjoy piss and shitting themselves in a diaper? That just seems wrong.
That’s a reasonable question, and not the first time I’ve gotten it. I can say with a fair degree of certainty that this won’t be the last, either. However I’m more than happy to reply as I feel I have a rather well-rounded answer.
When it comes to fetishes and kinks people often make the mistake of looking at them at face value. They focus too heavily on the physical act(s) that is taking place. At their core, almost every fetish is much more of an emotional and mental experience than it is a physical one. Sure the physical act, the toys and implements we use are attractive to us, but they wouldn’t be nearly as interesting if we didn’t put some kind of meaning behind them.
For people who are into spanking, the pain can be enjoyable, but many spanking fetishists also really enjoy the humiliating connotations of such a “childish” punishment. For foot fetishists looking at another person’s feet may be arousing, but partially because of the strange taboos and aversions we have around feet.
Going back to the original question… I think what really turns on most diaper fetishists, whether they are into regression, humiliation, bondage or some combination of these, is a loss of control. Controlling our bowel and urinary habits is one of the first things we are taught. Having such a base control stripped away has some intense psychological implications. In the case of adult babies, for example, having to use a diaper helps to regress them mentally. As their control is taken away from them it becomes almost comforting -enabling them to mentally return to a time when their lives were less stressful.
For diaper lovers, or people who aren’t as much into the regressive element, that loss of control is still important. Many of them enjoy handing over control to a dominant partner, and having to use a diaper and/or having one’s bodily functions is one way a Top can assert power over a bottom, while effectively putting them in the proper submissive head space.
Personally I enjoy wetting my diaper. I do not particularly enjoy messing them, but I don’t mind doing it for a shoot. I can however appreciate the regressive element of it, but that’s probably because I am more into the ageplay and/or Adult Baby side of the fetish. I enjoy wearing diapers because I like getting to be little and taken care of. They help me feel more secure in times of intense stress.
I’m not going to sit here and say that having a fetish for diapers, and using them, isn’t weird but all fetishes and kinks are weird to some degree. That’s part of what makes them interesting and enjoyable to many people. We have a saying in the kink community: “your kink is not my kink, and that’s okay.” Kinksters know that there are all types of fetishes out there, and new ones are being explored everyday. Some of them may seem a little bizarre, but we try to respect what other people are into even if we don’t understand it.
Some people may argue: “But isn’t there a limit? Some things are just too weird…” Perhaps so. But as long as the fetish is always between risk-aware, consenting adults over the age of 18, who are we to say what that limit is?
Epicly good response and really great explanation of the underlying rationale many come into abdl with.
By far one of the best explanations of our fetish to the outside world, I’ve read in a long time…
I got to have a whole week visit with my best friend from Arizona. It was so much fun to have him here, as always. We did one old-school night with cloth and plastic pants. Such a cutie!!
My first abdl buddy. My best friend. And a damn good photographer too. I love this photo!! Thank you for letting me share your awesome selfie :-)