I know in the grand scheme of things I'll turn dragonpants and the au Diego into OCs like at this point dragonpants is verifiably mine they're my scrungly they're my baby, my honey, my rag time pal. When Diego isn't on the stick it's dragonpants going rotisserie style in my brain. The big dragon spouse tailored specifically to my tastes and their little human slowly changing with no way to stop it. It's the inevitability of it all, the learning to trust and love again after losing much of yourself. To be willing to work on it even if the hurt doesn't stop. It's about being pinned by a 9ft dragon person when you won't stop being insufferable. It's about learning to live again.











