Sometimes I make things. I enjoy bad puns, fandom, and swing dancing. This blog is slowly turning into a coping mechanism for my life. And that's okay. (she/her, I remember the 90s) STATUS: still surviving. Yes, I still have that critical role dungeons and dragons brainrot, now with a side of trigun. this is your warning.
I will sometimes go into a critical role hyperfixation, but tag it with “cr” and “cr spoilers” as well as “c1”/“lovm”, “c2”, and “c3” for specific campaign stuff.
found the artist’s name in the notes and went looking because this slaps (it’s called A Place Where I’ll Dance) and its not even their best song. check this shit out:
