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🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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I'm Neon and my biggest fantasy is to hold hands on a night-shrouded hill while watching fireworks boom in the sky.
Every stuffie in my room has a name.

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🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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it's funny it was only yesterday that I was thinking this time of the year isn't great for sudden inspiration, natural light sucks, everything is gray, etc etc

and then this morning, bam, pink clouds in the sky

December 1, 2025 at 9:24 AM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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December 1, 2025 at 9:24 AM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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overslept

November 9, 2025 at 1:25 PM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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More autumn things 🍂

October 29, 2025 at 1:22 PM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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Autumn Update

October 23, 2025 at 3:12 PM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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a little, long-standing fantasy of mine.

He was as nervous as he was any of the previous times; she could tell immediately. She had begun by taking her skirt off, which was enough to have his eyes dart in every direction so long as he didn't look at her... until he did.
She could hardly suppress a smirk. Once, she had told him she was considering taking her top off too, should he pass. He failed immediately upon hearing that. Nothing made her feel more desirable than these moments.

She unfastened his belt with exceedingly slow and deliberate motions. It might have seemed as though she was careful not to rush him, but really, she just enjoyed the teasing too much. No opportunity was left unseized... unless there was a risk it'd get him to finish then and there. It was far too early in their ritual for that.
For that reason, she was particularly careful not to touch his diaper in any way, even as lightly as having the back of her fingers brush against it in passing. She had to actively suppress her desire to push both her hands flat on it, in a ruthlessly loving stimulation. It'd be enjoyable, probably... but not enjoyable enough. For neither of them. It was both their intent to make the dance last for as many seconds as possible, though their mindsets were slightly different.

"Still dry? Well done!"
He bit his lower lip. She knew he didn't actually need to wear diapers, but he always felt too humiliated to disprove this vicious attack on his maturity. Especially since this habit of her diapering him had started as a - somewhat far-fetched - idea to help him with his quick draw. If he couldn't manage more than a minute, she had remarked, then she had all the reasons she needed not to trust he could act like a big boy always.

"This is the one... Right?", she smiled tenderly at him. He gave a quick nod, trying his best to muster some resolve.
Taking his hand in hers, she led them to the bedroom, and softly pushed him on the covers.

The timer on her phone was about to start.

He was gripping the sheets a little. She could not help finding that adorable. He really was preparing himself, whatever it meant, not to ejaculate immediately. She took it as a challenge yet again. He could not resist, she knew it; least of all, he could not resist *her*. And that thought alone was enough to set her whole body on fire.
He let out a small sigh as she climbed on top of him. She made a tiny bounce on his hips, as if to confirm that yes, he was under her.
"Do you want to start?", she whispered in the dim light.
Another nod, while staring at the ceiling.
She bent forward and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. Only then did she move up slightly, and their diapers touched for the first time.

Immediately he let out a stifled cry, and she made an effort not to moan in response. As expected, he was hard as ever; it was impossible not to feel it, even through the combined paddings. His breathing was deeper already, his body shaking ever so slightly. But she was just as turned on.

She started slowly rocking her hips forward, and could not breathe quietly anymore. Nor could he avoid looking at her any longer. Even though he was trying to think of anything to hold his excitement back, he could not take his eyes off of their diapers rubbing against each other, and her body arching seductively.

Each movement was faster than the previous one. She was pressing her hands on his chest to keep her balance without disrupting her rhythm, and he instinctively moved his hands to her hips. He was whimpering now. An unmistakable sign that the dance was about to come to an end soon. She'd make it a memorable one.
She slid backwards as much as she could, and then rolled forward with her whole weight pressing down. He could no longer control his voice... nor his body.
She felt lightheaded, and had to make an effort to remain upright. "I guess... we'll continue with the diapers for now, won't we"?

A little over three seconds later, the alarm sounded. Half a minute.

She let herself drift down slowly, and linked her arms behind his neck. He apologized in a whisper, as he embraced her warmly, and for the first time of the night she was unable to resist chuckling. He was so cute, and so impossibly aloof. How could he not see that she herself was in dire need of recovery?

As she let sleep drag her down in softness and comfort, she thought theirs was a peculiar way of sharing love.
Still, with him, she wouldn't have it any other way.

October 5, 2025 at 6:42 PM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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long sleeves season

October 1, 2025 at 5:13 PM

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September 29, 2025 at 5:42 PM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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24 hours Tena (if you're into that kind of thing)

September 12, 2025 at 2:42 PM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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obviously I'm terribly uncool but why would you want your white pants to be transparent

September 7, 2025 at 4:57 PM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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I just really like storms

September 3, 2025 at 5:40 PM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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went to eat with my mom and she called me by my name

August 31, 2025 at 6:11 AM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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"The Observer"

Neon wakes up from a nap late in the afternoon. She sits on her bed near the window that lets in just a little of the light of a setting sun.
However, a figure outside, looking into her room through the window, is casting a shadow, preventing the light from shining over her white diaper.

August 23, 2025 at 4:59 PM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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going to have to retire this look it's drawing too much attention to myself

August 14, 2025 at 3:17 PM

🪻Floral Neon 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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whenever I start wetting myself at work there's a voice in my headscreaming "ARE YOU EVEN PAMPERSED UP???", I give myself the worst and most unnecessary scares