#also you have no idea the amount of 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 that occurred when i saw the blood spatter 😅😁

[kiwibubbles5]

HHB - HWW - HHHHHHHHH?!?! HE HIM HIMB HE L O O K I N G AT MMEEEEEEE (dies)

This. This man. Hhhhhhhhh Sir Murdock Kilbourne are you kidding meeeeeee I'm gonna faint 😩 and then he's. He's g. He's gonna catch me aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

The fwowers are so so pretty and hhhhhhh the meaniiiiiiinngssss 🥺 eeeeeeee

Sir Murdock Kilbourne

Wishing a very Happy Birthday to @kiwibubbles5 with a knight Murdock~

Flowers on the background are hawthorn and lily of the valley, which are the birth flowers for May.

Lily of the valley symbolizes rebirth, good luck, sweetness, purity, innocence, joy, love, sincerity. In the Victorian era, it symbolized a return to happiness. However, the leaves, flower, and roots of lily of the valley are all highly poisonous when ingested.

Hawthorn symbolizes protection, happiness, beauty, faith, longevity, hope, life, love, new beginnings. Celtic folklore often associated the hawthorn with the realm of the fae.

Alternate version and some close-ups below the cut.

I love how the eye and the necklace came out so much~ And my favorite bits of the blood spatter are the flecks around the collar and on his right pauldron~

[diaprincess-dl]

First of all, thank you for who you are, and especially for choosing to share it with the world.

I am DL, with very few AB tendencies, if I understand correctly, you are also like that, with a connection to the DL world mainly.

There are very few women in the community in general, and in particular those who are DL. It's really refreshing to see that the first girl I notice that she's DL, she's also the most amazing beauty I've ever seen wearing diapers, and with a face that has real angelic cuteness.

I wanted to ask, and I would be very happy if you could answer, Even if not a complete answer, at least to know that you read and saw what I wrote, it will be very, very flattering to me.

When did you start wanting to wear a diaper? Is it sexual? If so, at what age did you realize it was related to sexual arousal? And if not, what in your soul makes you want this? At what age did you first put on diapers after initial weaning from diapers? And according to the fact that you had, from what I understand, late night wets, did your parents force you to wear a diaper? And when was the first time you put on a diaper in a section where it was clear to you that it was a so-called 'forbidden act'?

Sorry for the flood of questions.

I had a theory that was destroyed because of you, that these are only men can be a DL, because the sexual sensation associated with diapers somehow comes from stimulation and friction of the genital organ at a very young age in a diaper, which causes the brain to develop something very primitive to want a diaper, something that, technically, does not happen with women or should not happen for obvious reasons. And this is the reason that from the very, very basic tests I did, a lot of DL, these are children who were weaned at a relatively late age, 3, 4 and even 5. Then they develop the desire to wear a diaper, and at the age of 13 or so, it develops into something sexual. And that is why women are not DL, because the stimulation is supposed to be a lot more rarer.

One last thing I want to tell you is that the day I see a picture of you with a soaked diaper under your clothes, my day looks like rainbow.

Thank you so much for this!!!

Hiiyaaa 💕👸🏼

Thank you for such a kind message 🤗 I am definitely more into the DL side of things, you are absolutely correct but I do love some aspects of the AB side, I just don’t tend to share them online as much.

So I just started kindof dabbling in the world of diapers a few years ago, but had been wetting my pants and bed (some accidents, some on purpose) for literal years before I discovered the idea of wearing diapers… When I was a teen I went through phases where I would wet my bed like every night on purpose and then try to hide the evidence in the morning from my parents 🤦🏼‍♀️ they mentioned things a couple of times, but nowhere near the amount I was actually wetting the bed… they probably knew though lol.. l I definitely have a watersports kink, absolutely 🙊. Anyway I felt so silly for not thinking about the idea of using diapers sooner but diapers just never occurred to me lol. A few years back I saw my first porn video with another girl in a diaper and I was just in awe and had to try it myself 🤭.

Slowly I started to indulge more and more into blogs and personal ab/dl blogs to the point that I just kindof gradually mentally got myself in a space where I thought that I could try wearing diapers more often, which started off as just at night (when I was 26 to answer one of your questions)…. But somewhere in this phase I realized the convenience aspect of wearing 👀.. I could actually go through a full night in bed without having to get up to pee, so what started as a kink lead to discovering more than just that. I started wearing diapers all night, every night and just got used to waking up and wetting them, but this slowly, and I do mean slowly, about a year of wearing every night, turned into me starting to barely remember waking up to wet and eventually just flat out not remembering/not waking up and wetting myself most nights of the week. This was kindof scary but also turned me on? 🤷🏼‍♀️🤭 sooo I just kept doing it.

Here’s where the “convenience” aspect let me start wearing during the day: long road trips or long days out with my partner meant there was no real good spots to stop for the restroom all of the time. Things like concerts or big gatherings where there is drinking and long lines for the ladies room… I started wearing diapers to some of these things, not much as first but when I’d go back to not being diapered and have to suffer waiting in line, or waiting for a pit stop.. it was those moments that I seriously realized how much better it was being padded 💡 It was a little scary at first wearing diapers in public, especially wetting them.. also especially because I typically wear leggings or short dresses, so there is always some way that it can be seen. I’ve slowly just started to realize most people don’t care what you’re wearing for underwear, especially strangers. Friends on the other hand… 😬🫠 I know that some of my friends have noticed my diapers. I’ve had friends over for wine nights and forgot (on multiple occasions) to throw away my night time diapey and it was folded up on the bathroom floor and two of my friends went in there before I had went in and noticed. I’ve had a leak while waiting for a cab with my other friend and it was just us waiting outside in the quiet and I know she could hear the leaking onto the pavement. I also have multiple pictures on here of a diaper(s) I was wearing for while we were all hanging out…. So like all that and many other random occasions I’m sure lots of my friends know I wear diapers, I’m just waiting for someone to say something 🙊🙊 but part of me knowing they know, secretly turns me on? I’m super weird 🫠

So anyway since I knew there was a really big and accepting community out there for this, I finally got the courage to make a blog on Tumblr. It actually just started out as a personal blog for myself to be honest. Just a place where I could document my progress and share this side of me, for pictures I could go back and look at… I had no idea it would blow up like this. 😳 but I am extremely grateful and happy about it 💕💕

I wear diapers all of the time now, and am 100% nighttime bladder incontinent, and daytime at this point of a year wearing diapers 24/7 and NEVER trying to hold it….. I’m like basically there for daytime incontinence. 2 years ago I could totally hold it for hours like any other girl, but now I legitimately need diapers to keep me ‘dry’. I did it all to myself and part of me can’t believe it, but most of me is really happy I did it to myself 💕

[oacest]

hii oacest scholars!! i have been recently reading a lot of your blog and asks (also those fic recs are god tier!!!) and i was curious about the history of this collective account and how it came about? and thank you for all the (frankly prize worthy) work you do!!!

WELL. funny story lol. the three of us have a mutual friend (who prefers to remain nameless so shall henceforth be called Friend of the Blog, aka fotb) who got hella into oasis about two years ago. we chortled! we smirked! we even pointed and laughed! "the wonderwall band??" we said. "how incredibly cringe. okay girl go with god!" (obvs we are all north americans lmao.) a year passed. then i (trill) saw this post randomly on my dash and went Wait What..?? a brief investigation revealed the loch lomond kiss, which i sent to jackie, my regular partner in crime. she went "omg let me check with fotb to see if this is anything 👀." it was indeed Something, and fotb hooked us up with a selection of primers, fic recs, and blog suggestions. jackie, who doesn't usually like incest but is a good bro (if you will...), looped in the third of our triumvirate, bal. they watched supersonic together that same morning on a whim, after which bal furtively went off to read all the aforementioned primers and recs. a week later i had glanced at the provided material, shrugged, and moved on with my life. bal however saw the writing on the wall. jackie and i spent a week pointing and laughing at HER. (bal: to which i retaliated with a devastating dripdripdrip of insanely compelling details about the brothers).

[for the purposes of this post's historical accuracy, jackie spent about an hour backscrolling through tumblr's horrid chat to find and screenshot our (restrospectively hilarious) Very First Exchange about it, for posterity]:

(shoutout to me equating larry with mclennon + jackie instantly namedropping the mcpoyles 💀. well at least we have gerard and mikey.)

finally jackie weakened and one day i received a tremulous message.... "UH OH!" it said (spiritually, not literally). then it was only me pointing and laughing, alone in the world 😔. PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME READ FICS i cried, but alas. i was made to read fics. the deal was sealed. a week after that i realised we could start a shared blog together in order to collect and organise the massive amount of mind-shattering information we were absorbing at breakneck speed. jackie, pun queen criminal, remarked "why is it called gcest when oacest is right there?" and against all odds that url was free. bal's indomitable scholastic spirit kicked in. a queue and a tag system emerged. archive dot org received a 3000% increase in oasis-based searches. it was all down(?)hill from there.

[a few additional screenshots that span across the following couple of weeks, illustrating the humiliating heel turn that occurred]:

we joke ("joke") that we're in a polycule with oasis, bc we all fell insanely catastrophically in love with it in exactly the same way and to the same life-altering degree. the sort of crazed infatuation where you can't eat, can't sleep, can't think about ANYTHING else. our various latent drinking and smoking habits went into panicked self-medicating overdrive. we neglected our friends, family, pets, and personal hygiene. i personally spent two weeks with a severe hand tremor and thankfully my actual irl boyfriend happened to choose that particular month to go visit his other partner bc otherwise he would surely have broken up with me for ghosting him (bad poly etiquette on my part smfh). all we did, every day all day, was talk about oasis, watch oasis, think about oasis, dream about oasis, listen to oasis, read about oasis,,,, you get the idea. 🎶 boss makes a dollar, we make a dime, that's why we think about brotherfuckin on company time 🎶. after about five months we had finally juuuuust reached the sort of deeply committed equilibrium where we could start tentatively thinking and caring about other things part-time.

and then august 25th rolled around. :)