The Bucket Was Here

I love the narrator and stanley, that's all.

[rustyparable]

Hey so I playd dispatch and now these idiots are stuck in my brain

[anexperimentallife]

[cookiiemancer]

[slimespecter]

⭐️SPAMTENNA WEEK 2025⭐️ Day 2: Big Shot Autos

[spedles]

ONE KRILLION DOLLARS LMFAOOOO BYE

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[feignedremote]

Donato Giancola, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep: The Lovers (detail), 2009

[clacy2812]

FINALLY BACK ON THE GRINDDDDDD

[labcorphehe-deactivated20260118]

person i work with says his wife allows him 1 diet coke a day

[rebbellsinchad]

I feel bad for him

[labcorphehe-deactivated20260118]

i do not he’s cool and loves his wife

[powerburial]

while this may appear to be a case of a domineering wife controlling a weak man, it actually represents a mutual interplay of fantasy and control. the wife does not and cannot really control the amount of diet coke the man drinks in a day. if he wanted to drink more, she very likely would be unable to physically restrain him in order to stop him from doing so (picture this in your head NOW). what is likely happening, is that the man himself does not want to drink more than one diet coke per day. he has a short-term desire to drink an infinite amount of diet coke, which he has little control over. he idealizes himself as a man who can control how much diet coke that he drinks, and the distance between his idealized self and his current self generates psychic tension. by externalizing the locus of control to his wife, he frees himself from his own judgment and expectations, and releases himself from the burden of self-imposed restraint. he offers the control to his wife, like a gift, and she gladly accepts. she enjoys the fantasy of having control over his diet coke habits, and he enjoys the relief the externalized locus of control brings to him. this represents a mutual dynamic in which both parties are healthy and happy, and neither party is truly controlling the other. in addition to that, I'm gay.

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[rustyparable]

I've never felt so seen

[carriesthewind]

On the subject about parents needing to control their child's reading and invade their privacy in order to "protect" them from "inappropriate material:

Until I was in....college? At least? The vast, vast majority of the books I read were either a) assigned by my school or b) (the vast majority of my reading) provided to me by my mother.

My mom is a librarian. She filled our rooms with books, picked especially for us. She pointed out books on the shelves in our home library (separate from our bedroom shelves) that she thought we would like. She bought us books for birthdays, Christmas, and just stacks of recommendations. She once paid me $10 to read one of the Cirque Du Freak books because she said I needed "to be exposed to bad literature."

She respected my privacy in room, didn't go through my belongings. She explicitly pointed out to us that she wouldn't know if we took a particular book of the shelf, as long as we returned it, if we didn't want her to know we were reading it. She purposely brought us books that she didn't care for herself, because she thought we might find them valuable or enjoyable.

And if we wanted to read something she thought might upset or disturb us, she would explain why. She wouldn't stop us from reading it - just ask us to check in with her, to talk through it.

And so when I read something that upset or disturbed me, I would go to her. She would listen and talk through it with me.

If she said she didn't think I would like something, or that a book might disturb me, or that she thought I should wait until I was older, I listened to her.

She didn't need restrictions or control to protect me. Because she proved I could trust her.

Controlling kids is never about "protecting" them. It's just about control.

[lastoneout]

Sorry we really went from free the nipple, take back the night, slut walks, and ending gender/sex segregation in sports being fucking milquetoast feminism 101 concepts to fucking girl dinner and "I just worry about fairness if we let trans girls play against cis ones" and "it was right of that woman to call the cops on a black man for existing near here in public during the day time because men are all violent monsters" and "radical feminism isn't transphobic we just need to kill all men including trans ones those oppressive traitors" and I will legit never be able to be normal about it. What the FUCK happened. I'd say I wonder what the feminists of my youth would say about this but I'm one and lemme tell ya I want to throw up. Go fucking read bell hooks or do something else useful please because all of this learned helplessness, gender essentialism, and transphobia dressed up as feminism is actively holding us back.

[thepictoblr]

My current not-approved-by-the-government opinion is that im not anyone's parent and i should not be responsible for random teenagers online. If I post smth thats 'meant for adults' and its labled as such then what happens from there is literally not my problem. If a teen- who is fully capable of turning on self moderation settings on their own btw- doesn't use a site's provided self moderation settings and they see boobs or dicks then like literally whatever, its neither the end of the world or a big deal. It shouldn't fall on me or a website or a tech company to do a parent's job, and also frankly i don't think a parent should be breathing down their 16 year old's neck on the off chance they do actually want to look at tits, but thats a discussion that americans will fucking throw a fit at so maybe we'll discuss that another day in better company.

"But what about young children!!" see thats! where parents should be involved- that is to say, why are you letting your young child on the internet in the first place, you fucking idiot.

[blackheartbiohazards]

People used to comment on web comics.

People used to comment on fanfiction.

People used to comment on fanart.

People used to comment on OCs.

I hate "content" culture.

I hate "consuming content" and scrolling immediately to the next thing.

People used to be excited about the art that other people created.

People used to want to share that excitement with creators.

I hate this future.

[depodraws]

Once someone tagged art that I made with "woah" and I think about it at least once a week. Someone else said "oh neat" once. Someone else WROTE A WHOLE DAMN POEM IN THE COMMENTS. Anyways even just one word can change how someone sees their art. You don't even have to think about it too hard. You could put a keyboard smash and I'd probably cry from joy.

I'm also trying hard to interact more, I understand that it's hard to break away from opening your phone and being in Content Consumption Mode.

[sakichi56]

I honestly hadn't stopped to think about this until I saw this post... I used to think people would get annoyed if they were notified everytime someone posted a comment on their art. I never thought about it being like fanfiction and that they might appreciate comments. Frick, that means I'm part of the problem on here. Thats gotta change.

[gatoma]

Every tag, every comment, every reblog with some kind of reaction/opinion or even just one word. All of these things are precious to creators!

I spent countless hours reading and rereading tags full of love people left under my art. All the people i could gift a laugh to or even inspire with something I made mean more to me then you could ever know.

It's what makes me proud of my art!

And to think that you could have enjoyed my art in silence and I would have never known.

[stinkbrat]

A very special shout out to the person who tagged "these mcgriddles make me want to shit so bad" on fanart in 2013 I think about you once a day

[empireofthesin]

People out there making posts “wow who’s still obsessed three months later” and I just… three months? We used to build proper fandoms.

[stealingpotatoes]

i love OCs. like this is my emotional support dressup dolly that i beat the living shit out of

[stealingpotatoes]

actually you know what ELSE i love?? cheerleading my friends while they beat the living shit out of their beloved emotional support dressup dollies

[hometoursandotherstuff]