🦌Cee 🦌
27 / ADHD / Lesbian
They/She/He
Current Interests:
- Mahoyaku (since June 2022)
- Pluribus (11.7.2025)
- AbsoluteVerse (8.27.2025) (Future DC mainline expansion to come..?)
- Invader Zim (Since I was a bitty baby)
- Deadlock (2024)
- Shoujosei manga
- Of The Devil
Links (I'm bad at updating them)
Strawpage
Letterboxd
Anilist
Murr the Western wizard – that’s me! Let’s get to know each other, Master Sage, starting with what we love.
Me? I love all things sparkly ‘n shimmery!
Like butterflies and gem shards and all that jazz. Oh! That includes you, of course! You’re sparkly and pretty, all of you!
But if I had to choose what I love most, I could give you a definite answer: the magnificent Moon hanging in the sky! You see it, right?
The Moon is peerless in its sparkliness – the cold, solitary kind that sends my heart racing!
Whenever it drifts away, I find myself yearning to close the distance between us. Yet whenever it approaches closer, I feel the urge to distance myself from it. The Moon holds a special place in my heart like no other.
The world may have labeled it the “Great Calamity”, but if you ask me, nothing spells disaster quite like humans and wizards and their knack for sowing chaos!
I definitely have a knack for it! Deep down, I bet you do, too!
I mean, don’t you consider yourself your worst calamity?
It takes as little as the flick of a finger to throw the world into chaos, even without the involvement of the Great Calamity.
By the way, I’ve been meaning to ask… Do you like sparkly things, too?
Is that a yes? I’ll take that as a yes. Let’s go treat ourselves to “sparkly” gazing!
What exactly will we be gazing at? The Moon, obviously! The sparkliest of them all!
I’m sure you’d wanna see it up close, yeah? Yeah? Great, ‘cause I saved a seat on my broom just for you!
a british conservative magazine is employing this fiercely closeted queen as their mascot under duress but i can save him and give him what he needs to live his authentic self if he would only stop and listen
I'm imagining a world where RPGMaker somehow made it as the de facto codebase for software and you have to navigate your banking app by walking around in a huge room full of NPCs named "make deposit" and "make withdrawal" etc and there's loud as fuck stock music playing
GLaDOS voice: "Would you like to see some artwork I generated? I've heard from other test subjects that AI-generated artwork produces an uncanny valley response in human viewers because they can't perceive it as fully real. They've told me that it looks absolutely hideous to them, that they can't imagine anything more disgusting than AI art. But, well I've been practicing and wanted your honest opinion. Feel free to let me know how ugly you find this by ranking it on a scale from 'vomit-inducing' to 'eye-bleeding'."
A robotic arm lowers from the ceiling holding a hand mirror up to Chell's face
I’ve seen people on here rail separately against calling male characters babygirls and calling female characters little guys, and while I think they’ve correctly identified a problem (“girl” has sexual or demeaning or childish connotations while “guy” is an example of masculine-as-neutral-default) I don’t think the answer is to get more essentialist in our language use but rather to freak it up more. he’s just a little gal. she’s my sweet baby boy. she’s my boyfriend. he’s my special girlie. she’s my beautiful husband.
It's been years and I still haven't found a single sentence on Wikipedia I like more than this one. and quickly learned how to breakdance. The simple statement. Action, result, reaction. White boy stuns latinos. Quickly. His white ass got there and said I need to have something to keep me from being All the White People, and I'm clearly not a boy of combative strength. Breakdancing bluelinked as the perfect little punctuation, reminding you that it is a rich art and sport, making you consider the sort of undertaking that would be. I like this sentence more than some Beck songs.
The problem with a lot of substack ""theory"" writers is that all of their essays carry this little fly buzzing around going "me-me-me-me-me-me" - self-aggrandizing and masturbatory, these writers are so focused on their own experiences (usually to remake themselves as a martyr or a justice crusader) that any broader social commentary is killed and buried under specific relational examples that have no worth to the community they are attempting to critique. There can't be any conversation around it because these writers choose to take their emotions (famously fickle and irrational things) and posit them as a social truth - so from there any critique on a societal level becomes an attack on their selfhood.