Artwork I commissioned from the lovely burritokitten - please look at the original posted here! https://www.furaffinity.net/view/43251821/ I got inspired enough by this piece to write a short little story about these two- enjoy!


"You've all been so lovely, but we have to get on the road now! I hope we can see you all the next time we pass through!" An amped Toxtricity shouted from the door of a tour bus. The door closed in front of him, the crowd of fans cheering the bus on as it revved its engine and made its way out of the parking lot.

"Finally. I feel like we're behind schedule because of that...'' A voice belonging to a lowkey Toxtricity pierced the air as the cheers of the crowd faded from earshot. He groaned, rubbing his temples, clearly having held back the attitude for a bit to save face.

"Aw, don't be a spoilsport Loki. I know you love our fans just as much as I do." The cheery lizard replied, still sporting a happy smile in the face of his annoyed bandmate.

"I do. I just can't spend as much time around crowds as you can, Loffie. You know I get snappy when I haven't had quiet time for too long."

"Believe me, I'm more than familiar."

The two Toxtricity had formed their punk band about 4 years ago, finding that their musical styles and tastes were similar, but also very different. Lofi, the amped Toxtricity, had feminine vocals and a clear confidence in being center stage, his yellow electric mohawk often becoming shades of striking pink in moments of particular intensity. Loki with his deep melancholic voice and far more restraint built the solid foundation for his partner to soar, which he took great pride in, but his blue streaks of voltaic mane often remained that way. Despite their contrast, Lofi and Loki were an unstoppable force onstage, only making themselves more known for their choice of clothing.

Most bands keep secrets, and if it were a normal band, then perhaps wearing diapers would be one of those, but Lofi and Loki were not at all secretive about their enjoyment of thick, puffy diapers. Lofi's excited attitude convinced his partner to wear onstage with him, and although hesitant at first, Loki found the rush of wearing such taboo clothing onstage rather exhilarating. Lofi's feminine nature was only highlighted by the style of diapers he liked wearing; the design of his specially-crafted pants featuring bright explosions of hot pink, rose-colored music symbols, and yellow decals of the guitar and microphone Lofi was known for being. Loki's diaper, albeit a much more subtle hue of deep purple, also featured similar designs with his bass in the spotlight. Although initially opposed to wearing such eye-catching patterns, Lofi's insistence that the two match won him over.

Loki sat at the table, resting his cheeks in his hands with a very stern expression on his face. As much as he enjoyed meeting fans, sometimes their comments would nip at him just a bit too much. Even though he wore diapers onstage, he preferred not to receive compliments like 'cute', or 'pamperpants.' Everyone in their community knew about his more serious nature, yet some people felt the need to go out and ruin the fun anyway. There was only one person who he felt comfortable receiving those kinds of comments from.

Lofi twirled his pacifier in his finger, another part of his character that he liked to show on stage on rare occasions. "I'm sorry I couldn't absorb more of those wisecracks for you, Lo. I dunno why people don't get that you're not comfortable with that stuff."

"It comes with the job, I guess. It shouldn't bug me... and yet it does."

"We have a few hours before we get to our next show... Why don't we chill out a bit? Maybe we can slip into something more cozy and watch some baking shows?" Lofi suggested, leaning against the countertop, his poofy padding so thick it eclipsed the corner.

Loki huffed, struggling to maintain his composure. "I don't know if I'm in the mood to dress up like that at the moment..."

Lofi sighed, resting his hand on Loki's shoulder and rubbing it gently. "I understand if you don't want to, Lo. I just know it always seems to help you, at least a little bit."

Loki tensed at the touch, and then loosened once he realized he had done so. "You're not wrong, I just... I need a moment."

Lofi had always been patient with Loki's introversion, guiding him as the duo adjusted to their sudden stardom as diaper clad punk rockers. Even if he was excitable and hyperactive, Lofi always deeply cared for his partner, and always sought to do whatever would make them both happy. Over the years, Loki opened up more and more, and the two were inseparable.
Loki's breath steadied as he tried to clear his mind. The gentle buzz of the buses' engine and the gentle crinkle of both his own diaper and Lofi's helped bring him down from his tizzy, the thoughts of the unsavory interactions fading in his mind.

"It's been a while since you brought out that adorable Giratina kigu." Lofi's voice broke the gentle silence. "Humor me for a little?"

"...The lord of the underworld wouldn't appreciate being called adorable."

Lofi cooed, twirling his pacifier around his finger. "Is that a yes?"

"...Yeah, just... give me a moment." Loki said as he rested his arms on the table.

"Of course! I'll get dressed too, so we can cozy up together."

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Loki closed the door to the bedroom, knowing Lofi was probably going to change into his outfit "in the open." He preferred changing alone, as he did with many things, and even Lofi's company wouldn't take away some of those rituals. Loki slid open the closet door, only a few outfits hanging from the rack, among them his favorite onesie.

He had never considered any sort of blatant babywear until Lofi gifted him the outfit for his birthday one year. It was custom made, modeled after Loki's favorite deity: Giratina, King of the Distortion World and the avatar of antimatter. The primarily gray onesie was striped with red and black down its center, to resemble Giratina's underbelly, as well as gold horn-like embellishments and claws. It looked tailored to Loki's size, even allowing enough room around the waist to make room for the diapers they both wore. It felt cottony and soft, and filled Loki with a sense of warmth upon seeing it for the first time. Not wanting to reject his bandmate's thoughtful gift, he tried it on just to see, and... well.

Even slipping it on now, Loki was filled with the same joyful feeling as the first time he tried it on years ago. Finally, he could at least look a little bit like his idol, even if it wasn't in the most appropriate situation. Arceus forbid if the actual Giratina were to see something like this... But Loki never focused on that point for too long; after all, the gentle cuddle of the clothing against his body always washed his cares away. He gently zipped up the back of his onesie, admiring himself in the bedroom mirror. The thick poof of his diapers was only enhanced by the clothing, but rather than feel embarrassed by it, he felt more empowered, something Loki couldn't really put into words when asked. Comfortable and satisfied, he waddled back into the main room of the bus, where Lofi was already dressed up in his own garb.

Loki's onesie was very tame compared to his bandmate's attire, almost comically so, but it did accurately reflect the personality differences between the two. Lofi's bright ensemble was one solid hue, a lovely soft pink that conveyed the amped Toxtricity's shameless feminine side. Full length gloves reached most of the way up his arms, secured snugly with lovely bubblegum bow ties, a common fashion choice in all of Lofi's wardrobe. His top resembled a ballet dancer's petticoat, wrapped with another, much larger bow, tied in the back; Loki always found his ability to tie the bow behind himself rather impressive. Satiny pink stockings and a rose-colored collar finished his outfit. As always, his thick pink diapers were the main attraction, requiring no cover, showing the world that Lofi was a loud and proud baby, never compromising on who he was.

"I've seen you in that outfit so many times, yet every time it surprises me just how girly it makes you look." Loki noted, slightly tugging at the onesie bundled around his diaper.

"And I never get tired of hearing that compliment." Lofi smiled as he did a little spin, wobbling slightly as the movement of the bus threw him off track, steadying himself against the cabinets.

"You know I never mean it as one..."

"Mm, I know you actually do, you'd just never admit it." Lofi smiled, resting his outstretched hand under his chin. "Do you feel any better?"

Loki nodded, knowing he couldn't really lie about his feelings; might as well drop the act. "Mm, I did feel a lot more relief when I got it on. I can really feel the lord of the underworld's energy putting me at ease."

"If that's what makes you relax."

"That said... I still worry if our next show will be like that. It's times like this that make me want to stop touring altogether..."

Lofi smiled, ambling to his partner with steady crinkles as he got in close. "Hey, now. There's no need to worry about that. We're on our way, and we'll handle it just as well as we always do."

Loki slowly wrapped his arms around Lofi's waist, his forearms resting against the thick pink diaper butt. "I know things will work out. It's just... always the difficulty of waiting. I can never quite distract my mind from what could be."

"Hmhm, pacifiers do help a lot with that. I keep suggesting them, and you keep turning it down!"

A light blush shot across Loki's cheeks. "Humf, the onesie is quite enough, as I keep telling you." Loki retorted as he sat down on the couch, the impact of the cushions making the diaper under his sleepwear crinkle.

Lofi took a seat next to him, emitting a much similar poof. "Only joking... I know what that's like. But... we can always focus on the present and hope for a better future, y'know? We're both perfectly capable of handling whatever comes at us, especially together." Lofi smiled as he rested his hands on the seat of the lowkey Toxtricity. "You know I trust you to help me when I'm all sad and stuff... So you should know that I'm always gonna be there for you too."

"Mm... Your presence does always help put me at ease. I'm glad to have you as my partner, Lof."

"And I'm glad to have you, Loki, god of the underworld," Lofi cooed as he patted the seat of his partner's diaper.

"Hurr. That's more like it." Loki smiled slightly. He leaned back against the couch, resting his arms against the back cushions. Lofi popped his pacifier in his muzzle, the soft nuk nuks filling the space between them as the amped Toxtricity wrapped one arm around his partner, hugging him close. Loki turned his head away, a slight warmth in his cheeks as he felt the soft satin press against him. He reached out his hand, which Lofi gladly took, smiling and pressing his head into Loki's cushy kigu.

The duo of Toxtricity lay against one another, enjoying the softness of their garments as Lofi rested his arms around his bandmate in deep comfort. Loki's heart and mind settled slowly as he relaxed into the soft cotton of his fearsome onesie, very much enjoying Lofi's warm embrace and vibrant attire. The sounds of the road filled the bus; the low rumble of the engine, the slight changes in frequency of the highway's pavement, and even the distant murmur of the bus driver and their manager having a conversation about diaper brand deals in the front put the two in a place of serenity. As they lay against the velvet couch, their thick diapers crinkling as they shifted ever so slowly, the Toxtricity dozed off, dreaming sweetly about their joyful lives, and of course, each other.