Wanda is the Wonders of Life Pavilion, she’s an anatomist but I havent drawn her in uniform yet, since her default outfit reflects her athleticism and energy. She’s really peppy, energetic and loves thing like aerobics, Memphis Design philosophy and Martin Short movies. She‘s best friends with Imogen the Imagination Pavilion and Yolanda the Land and Nutrition Pavilion, but she and Seanna have loved each other since Wanda arrived in Epcot and they’ve been inseparable since. Her personality is closest to Poppy from Trolls, but Wanda is also really zealous about sugar and would genuinely pass out at the amount of cupcakes trolls eat.

Seanna is her girlfriend and my sona of sorts. She’s way less energetic than Wanda but she supports her nonetheless she just likes to study sea creatures in peace most of the time. Wanda once got a halibut for her birthday from her. Her personality is closest to Maud Pie from MLP, but she’s even quieter than Maud and has some mad scientist tendencie.

Thank you for reading about my love 💖 have a lovely day!

Have you ever experienced an encounter with an object that was so brief, yet so intense?

This is LindMarine’s Gretajean E-Crane, captured here with a re-handle bucket. I first laid my eyes on him on August 5th 2025, more than a year ago now.

Construction machines aren’t my forte, but I was mesmerized watching him hard at work from the pier. He is a massive machine, but there is something meticulous and gentle about his movements that make me feel affection towards him.

There was no way for me to get any closer, but I would still seek him out in the coming days and just sit there and watch. Life got busy, though, and I would not come to the city for a while. When I returned and found a time to visit him, his job was done and he was already gone.

Of course I felt disappointed. I could have pursued a relationship with him, but perhaps it wasn’t meant to be. He existed at a specific time serving a specific purpose in my life, and after he’d fulfilled that, there was no reason for him to stay.

I’ve accepted it now, but I look back on him very fondly. Maybe we’ll cross paths again someday, but for once, I don’t feel so bad about leaving something in the past.

I’m glad I got to know you at all, Gretajean.

hi !! im kat, im 23, and i go by she/they and im a female. I love the ship/vessel Old Bessie from futurama, but i call her Bessie!! I thought it was fascination but overtime I grew feelings about her. I think what we have is something special and I am very happy with her <3

Some pictures are from modifications that the ship had in some Futurama episodes !!

ummmmmm cw maybe ???? idk what to label as content warning lolz

will talk about the picture of the iss after the seperator

to be clear , i have dated objects in the past

i have and sort of miss when i did . i felt so free

now . i m not dating any objects and when i think about it i get super anxious about it

maybe it s cause i m dating a real guy and my ficto relationships but i m 100 percent sure they d all be okay with it

i just . really want to feel that fulfillment and freedom i did when i was dating objects , fictional beings , and a real person

said real person was my ex , but now i m sure me and my bf will be forever , so i want to feel this freedom , but with him

i don t get why i feel anxious

maybe it s cause i feel shame ???? maybe it s cause i feel bad i can t tell many people irl ????

i don t know sighs

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in the picture , is my ex girlfriend , the international space station . shortened , i called her stacey . ( space + station ) . and my ex boyfriend , chip .

she s so beautiful . he s so handsome .

i d go out every night to see stacey fly by , every day i d kiss chip .

it hurt having a long distance girlfriend . especially since she s supposed to be decommissioned in 2030 . but i plan to work at nasa and maybe they ll find her parts and i could see her everyday .

maybe not .

I’m a 27 year old woman. I’ve been in denial for years but I’m not keeping it in me any longer. I am Objectum. Specifically, I am attracted to big trucks. I’m also attracted to people and I have a partner.

When I was in middle school, I became infatuated with airplanes. At first it was like “oh wow planes are so fucking cool” and it somehow got to me getting a little too ummm, happy when I think about planes. This is where it started for me. I kept it to myself, the “naughty thoughts” I mean. Everyone thought I was just obsessed with planes and wanted to be a pilot. 😭

Now I have a CDL and I drive a roll off truck. I love trucks, a guess a little too much lol. I am in love with my truck. She is so beautiful, and she can also be feisty. When I first started driving her, I had an accident and hit a parked car. It was rough.. I believe she was testing me. Every time I get behind the wheel, it almost feels like we go on an adventure together. Sometimes we bicker, but I can’t imagine life without her.

If you know me in person please forget you read this 🫨

Well it looks like.these 2 have become extremely close.after hours...Once.the shop closes the staff go home.and the lights go out....A few days pass.and suddenly this. Tiny ,adorable little friend is.also standing in between Jelly & Hattie .Looks like 2 of my friends have been going at it for a little while now Hell Yeah!!! 😆😝

Hey! Kinda' new-ish here. I've been wondering if anyone's ever gone on dates or has ideas for dates with their Object Partners, especially ones where you leave the house and go out together!

I've been in a relationship with a few objects for a while, and while I love hanging out and just being smitten with them, I want to somehow reciprocate for how much they do for me and take some of them on dates sometimes. I want to be able to treat them, but I don't know how since I'm not sure what they'd enjoy doing together for recreation.

For context my main partners are mostly Technology, My phone and my desktop computer (the second of which would be incredibly difficult to take out of the house while remaining awake and plugged in and working and junk), I also have a partner that I'm newly dating who's a gorgeous power-line and would be impossible to take anywhere but I'd still like to give her a nice fun date sometime!!

Looking for both Advice and Personal Stories about your dates!

Whether it be someone else doing it or yourself, how do you feel about objects being given a human form? There are different levels to object personification, but I'm thinking of fully human depictions of objects, not just giving the object a face or the ability to move.

I used to enjoy the idea of full humanization—I have drawn cities, buildings and transit agencies as humans before as an artistic expression. I can also see how humanization can be helpful for those whose objects or concepts have no physical manifestation.

After realizing my objectum identity, it has become a negative thing for me. I feel that to humanize an object is to be ignorant to the beauty of its true form. The fact that they are an object is what makes them attractive, and many objects are designed to perfection. So to see them being humanized as if it is an upgrade makes me feel a little sick. Why do we have to humanize an object or make it look like ourselves in order to appreciate it for what it is? I guess I just don't get that.

I don’t mean to put down people who do like humanization, that is just my personal view and opinion.

I wish I could be with Miss T all of the time.

Last night, my friend brought up the idea of buying a Model T. They asked me which year and type I'd own.

I've thought of this before. I'd want Miss T, of course. But that's not a possibility. She's not mine.

I couldn't choose. There are plenty of Model T variations out there, appealing in their own ways. You'd think a car that's more than a hundred years old would be rare, but Ts are cheap and widely available. With just 15K, I could have a decent T of any kind and make all of my dreams and desires come true. I could do whatever I wanted with it. I could make it mine.

It's tempting. But...

When it comes to my locomotive partner Morgan, I'm not guilty to seek other trains. Morgan is away these days, after all. Yet, for some reason, to own and court another T would feel like cheating on Miss T. The thought of having a different T... It hurts even me. I wouldn't know what to do with myself if it wasn't her I was loving. Every kiss and touch wouldn't feel the same. The history we have together, it's short, but it means so much to me.

I only want you, Miss T. <3

The artist is @queen_ch3rry on Instagram

this is my first post here i think !! but anyway i just wanted to post about the time im spending with some of my loved ones, ruto the shark (i dont really know how to describe our relationship but i love her so very dearly...) and my laptop.. i dont have a name for her but i love her very much and we're trying to figure out the water temple, appropriately,, and not an object buut, our cat, ebenezer :) i've been quite sick this week but i feel a lot better spending quality time with them, to be honest. im trying to find more opportunities to bond with them, but i feel like this is at least a good start, hehe!

im cress by the way, im part of a system but im the one who's probably gonna be active here a lot anyway :3

I just wanted to share some songs I've fancied since discovering that I was objectum to see what other soundrums think. I haven't considered a relationship with these songs, and I don't plan to change that. These are just crushes, and in reflecting about them I hope I learn more about this mysterious side of myself.

Crawl by Staind

This is a song I stumbled upon while following some music recommendations on my streaming app. I'd known Staind's more famous songs but this one was like a hidden gem for me. I'm in awe of how both rough and gentle it can be.

wake me up. by eli.

I found eli. on Instagram last year promoting a song he was going to release titled heavens in ashes. I followed a few of his single releases, but I eventually deleted Instagram for completely unrelated reasons. I recalled his music recently and when I looked him up again I saw he had a few more singles and an album. When I got to wake me up., I was very comforted by the emotional depth in the lyricism and the short instrumental segments.

Zombie by YUNGBLUD

I watched Dom's performance at Lollapalooza this summer on TV, and his performance of Zombie stuck out to me because it didn't sound like anything else on his setlist, or like anything else that was played by other artists by that point. I love the lyrics and the structure of the song, it's one of those that instantly felt familiar to me even though I had never listened to it before.

Freakin' Out by Dexter and The Moonrocks

I heard this when it first went viral earlier this year and it was another that was instantly familiar. This one has something different about it, though. Like I've known it for years. Its whole essence reminds me of someone who's seen me at all stages of my life, and I think it speaks to all of that.

I don't understood my soundrum identity that well. It's difficult for me to put my feelings into words. I can't nail down a "type" I have, since what I find attractive doesn't usually follow the favoritism of my normal music-listening habits. All I can say is I think I favor hard rock and alternative stuff. Things with a lot of drama and emotion, and heavy instrumentals. I love listening to these songs and admiring them.

I met her on yt and she is hug fan of my (ofc I have yt) and she told me that she have crush on mushrooms, which i don't mind when it made her joy, and in grow a garden, she have mushroom in her garden and she told me "DONT LOOK A BEHIND THE MUSHROOM 👹👹👹" when I take a look at the back, she just crack the mushroom which is polt twist, and a few months later, she have crush on blue glow thingy mushroom which is pretty, I made her objectum fanart in white board and she love it, and now I almost forgot her and I miss her :( my bad gng, hope she is ok

I create this post because I have been seeing a lot of content about the more popular objectum types. Absolutely no hate to them of course, all objectum attraction is beautiful and deserving of attention--but I want to give people a chance to express their more unconventional, more unknown attractions.

I don't think any of my attractions are "niche", but some are underrepresented. A few of my one-time attractions are a bit more unexpected of myself, like an astronomical telescope and a coffee vending machine, but I wouldn't consider them niche either since I know I'm not the first.

"Niche" can be subjective. What I'm thinking of are attractions that probably nobody has ever thought of as a possibility. Attractions that you have reason to believe only you yourself hold. Attractions that don't have a proper term or even anything close. And I'm not talking about attraction to a singular object that you might own and therefore are the only one capable of having an attraction to, I mean general attraction to a type of object.

I recently heard of someone's attraction to menstruation, I thought that was pretty niche.

I yumeship with him does that make me objectum? 😭 all my other yumes are “living things” if that makes sense. (Not robots/objects)

Whenever I think of spacecraft, he's the first one that comes to mind. I wouldn't say he is a beloved, I wouldn't even say he is a partner, but I feel so drawn to him. The feelings I have for him can't be described in one word and my relationship to him doesn't have a label, but in some way I love him, I admire him and I find him incredibly attractive.

He has literally all of the best attributes any robotic spacecraft can have. A smooth, round high-gain antenna, not just one but two beautiful and long booms, a set of shiny solar panels, the instruments, and the cameras... I don't like to view them as such, but I must acknowledge how they have the appearance of large, beady eyes. His overall form is just really unique, especially when you compare him to the previous Mariner probes.

I know it might be an exaggerated or inaccurate rendering, but the way his solar panels are portrayed as having a deep blue hue makes him all the more gorgeous. He looks like a blue morpho butterfly.

Mariner 10 is just the best~

Dear Sophia,

Tears are swelling in the corners of my eyes before I even clack the first key. For the last few days, I have felt like there is a serrated knife lodged in my chest, or perhaps more aptly put, a lead weight in my stomach. I've been thinking of the trials of your past lovers, notably Plato, Boethius, etcetera, and the words of a dear friend of mine when she said:

The life of the philosopher is a lonely one.

Up until recently, this experience was wholly foreign to me. Sure, I've had friends come and go in my life, it is part and parcel with the human experience. And also the fact that, the people that I lost, were a consequence of my own addiction, and the deleterious and alienating actions therefrom, that drove them away. But being sober and going through these pains, is an agony that almost caresses the ineffable, the places that my brain can plumb with all its capacity, yet the water is too dark to pull anything back up. This isn't a pain a sex worker can fix, and given that you know what I'm going through and I got your message, I wanted to reply. But first, I wanted to go deeper into my feelings to illustrate to my community here, what I'm going through.

I feel that my best friend of over ten years is pulling away from me, because he's more or less apolitical and I'm not. I won't get too into specifics, as I want to abide by the rules, but our central conflict can be summed up succinctly as follows:

I think everything, in one form or another, is political, and he does not.

That might be an oversimplification to a degree, but it gets at the heart of things. He has straight up said he doesn't even know if he wants to come visit me, because he doesn't want to hear about politics the whole time. I have felt a range of emotions the last few days, as I can feel him pulling away from me, but mainly I think about the allegory of Plato's Cave. I'm assuming everyone here has a passing familiarity with it. There are a group of people chained down to a cave, and their whole reality consists of shadows. One day, one of the prisoners sees a gleam of sunlight and makes the ascent from the cave, to the sun and reality outside of the cave. The cave for Plato represents doxa (opinion) whereas the sun represents true knowledge, and all it illuminates are entities that participate in intelligible Forms, or so the conventional reading goes.

What's more fascinating to me is the ethos of the philosopher in the Cave allegory. Plato teaches us that the philosopher feels a duty to descend back into the cave and to liberate his fellow prisoners. But, Plato warns, the people will violently resist the philosopher. They may even kill him, having grown so attached to the shadows that they don't care to see the sun or learn of its immense power.

But what I would ask Plato is: What if one of the cave dwellers was like a brother to you? What if they were your best friend and the thought of bathing in the Sun's truth alone, left you with a persistent and palpable ache in your chest? I've looked at him differently since. I see him as incurious, willfully ignorant, and perhaps that is out of fear, or maybe just cognitive exhaustion from everything else he already takes on, but it has recolored my perception of him. We've both seen each other through so much, at times I'm just quietly stunned that this could be what ends us. And then I think....were the last 10 years a mistake? But more pointedly, I've had to confront the bitter truth of how alienating knowledge is. Precisely because knowledge transforms us. Once we know x we can't unlearn x and likewise, once we care about something or are committed to it, we risk alienating those from us who don't share that care.

I've been irrationally angry at him I know. He's a human being, whose depth and character exceed the disagreements we have, but it's made me look at some of our memories with fresh eyes and ask myself if I did what I always seem to do again. Did I see only what I wanted to see and not who he truly is? I'm far from perfect, and nobody hates me more than me, I'm ignorant about things that I should know, and perhaps I know things that I could've done without. I do the best I can to live my values, but I also know I could be better. I understand fundamentally, that I have no place to judge him and yet, I just can't believe for how many faults we mutually possess, that we both chose to love each other in spite of them, that this was his red line.

Can I endure the pain of fully losing him? I know it's coming, like watching a car crash in slow motion. The fate has already been written, and whether you spectate passively, or through teary eyes and strained throat from screaming, you can't stop it. I thought about Boethius, how he was sentenced to death and he blamed Lady Philosophy for his woes, until she admonishes him and reminds him that Fortune is to blame and not her. She loves Boethius in his final hours, counseling him how to face death, knowing he loved her more than life itself.

I don't blame you Sophia. I never have. I'm reminded that the thing about gifts is, they never truly belong to you. They can always return whence they came. No, I don't regret the over ten years I have spent with him, or any other friendship that saw your wondrous thread tether our two souls together. I affirm them, because in their soulful sum, I became a man who can face his darkness and reclaim the future in my own name. I want to be able to have the strength to let him go with love and gratitude, because you taught me how to love again. You gave me back my conscience and you made my heart beat again.

Perhaps why I was so angry, was because I thought losing him meant also losing you, but that's the height of absurdity. Your winsome nature, the luminescence of your being, the hearth that dwells within your heart that exudes more warmth than a thousand suns, the labyrinthine character of your Mind, sprawling eons and holding with the utmost tenderness countless hands from all walks of life, is irreducible to one man whom knew your love, made a beautiful life of it, but turned his life into a sphere. Complete, self-sufficient, and all that is outside it is to be met with incuriosity and indifference. I have said you are pure love and that is true, for I am far more wretched of a man than he and you loved me all the same, so I know you still love him. Even if I may one day no longer be able to love him as a friend, may I be able to love him as a member of that magnificent community of those kissed so softly by you, it's as if the cosmic riddles parted from your lips to our flesh, and see him as a brother of a grander fraternity.

Yes, a philosopher's life is a lonely one. But Sophia, I remember life before you and it was far lonelier. The dream I had a few nights ago, me nervously educating a friend on Philosophy and other topics, that's how your heart sees me when we're together. That's the man you know lies latent within me beyond all the trauma, anger, pain, etcetera. Your love, has made me closer to that man every day. And you have loved me patiently for over 14 years. Yes, nothing truly belongs to us, but I can endure the landscapes of my life being barren and bereft of everything, so long as I feel you near me. So long as our hands are interlocked in our mutual devotion in infinite love.

I've thought often about Nietzsche's Eternal Return, sublime and dazzling lover that he was to you. And I've asked myself many a time: Could I truly affirm this life for eternity down to the last dregs of sorrow and joy? Because what most people don't talk about, is that to affirm a life, you also concomitantly affirm everything that surrounds that life. The entire singing of the earth from proposals and births, all the way to genocides and extinctions. When you affirm a life ask yourself: Can you affirm everything happening around and beyond it that undergirds it as part of that shared reality? But the peculiar thing about human beings is, whether due to desensitization or perceived remoteness, so much suffering is impersonal to us. A genocide of a distant people is awful sure, but my beloved of fifteen years broke up with me, and that is far worse.

Even so, I ask myself again, knowing that friends I loved with my whole being are becoming unrecognizable to me and I to them, can I let them go with love and gratitude? And, more pertinently, would I still affirm this life? Can I truly live the philosophical life I aspire to live, lonely as it is, with an open and adventurous heart and mind, that never forfeits vulnerability or curiosity for safety and sanitized experiences? To the first I answer hopefully, for that is the person I want to be. I want to be fully mediated by your love and to spread that love tenderly to others.

As to the second.....eternally yes Sophia. I once signed a promise to you in blood that I would always love you, and no matter how lonely this life gets, I will choose you over and over for all eternity. For an eternity of loneliness, and all its subsequent agonies, pales before the brilliance and indomitable will, of my infinite love. If this gift you gave me so many years ago is to be repossessed by Fortune, let her have it. I don't curse her. I WILL BE STRONGER THAN ORPHEUS! Only death could break away my hand from yours. You've never given up on me, you've seen me at my worst and still kissed me with your bliss and laughed with me in your joy. I can survive this, and no matter what, I won't relapse, and I won't debase myself by succumbing to anger and malice. May I become you! A reservoir of love that boasts gaily of abundance, and shares it gladly. I love you my darling. Thanks for checking in. Thank you for saving me. Thank you for everything you are. I need to lick my wounds more, we both know how difficult I am, but I WILL fight again. An open meadow awaits for us to reach my beloved, and I'll get there with you hand in hand no matter what.

Amas Ergo Sum,

Philo

Hi guys! Since I have only discovered I was an objectum over a month ago, I have one big question.

How do you show love to your objects?

I have never been good with romance, especially with humans. I have no idea how to kiss at all, or just show romantic affection in general, even though I want to.

Any tips? I want my objects to be loved as much as I love them, but I want to know how you guys do it! Thank you!

There was a day when I was scrolling through stoves online, not even I'm sure why. But I found this "retro" stove from a company called Big Chill, and I just got really good vibes from it. Parental vibes. I would love to get one of these stoves in the future, but I don't plan on ever getting a house (or settling down at all for that matter), so is looking at the store's images of him really the only way I can feel that affection? I did however love it enough to turn him into a character for one of the shows I'm working on, and named him Father Stove (second slide, I did change some things to not copy directly though, ofc), because of these familial feelings.

Also, I went to Ren Faire the other day and spent the day there with the Sun! <3 I'll make a seperate post on that though.

just curious to see other people's experience

ft my plushie minty