So, I got a job at a call center that doesn't really recieve a lot of traction. Don't average many calls a day, but because it is a high security job, we're not allowed to bring anything that can connect to the internet or write down information on the floor, like cell phones, video game consoles, etc. Something we CAN bring are books, so I recently finished Fourth Wing, working on Iron Flame.

Holy shit.

Not gonna give it a big book review (I'd say Fourth Wing is a 7/10), but the world is a really, really fun idea. It's that kind of thing where you can easily picture one of those personality quizzes based on the power system and dragons involved, but the main draw for me is that it's really, really easy to imagine yourself just... living in this world, involved in this war college of going through the most rigourous of trainings, all of which risk your very life, just to one day bond with a dragon and grow more powerful with it. Already well and cool, but being paired with an enormous, intimidating, grumpy dragon who has a secret softspot for you and is very overprotective, able to communicate mentally with you even from long distances, and sometimes chimes in just to tease you is, like, super 100% up my alley.

So yeah, dragon obsession is a go. I'm thinking about doing some longform writing again and see what comes of it.

One would be the idea I mentioned sometime back, about the son of a noble being forced to flee their hometown along with his family to the cold, bitter mountains, where dragons are a necessity for getting around since there are no roads in or out of town. The noble is a bit pouty, but one day is allowed to obtain a dragon of his own, with the stipulation that it becomes his companion to keep him company. Alas, he fails to realize this particular dragon was bred to be the laziest thing possible with a metabolism designed to put on as much weight as possible, and with his parents already strict about his own weight, the noble's son has quite a lot on his plate.

The other idea would basically be a fanfic of Fourth Wind, about joining a war college of sorts (or just a dragon riding school), and pairing with a dragon. Alas, it's always a bit hard to seperate your own emotions from your dragon, and this particular dragon has a ravenous appetite. While it may not necessarily be a fatty, having the appetite of a very hungry dragon is not so good on a small anthro's waistline.

I dunno I'ma be gushing about dragons n stuff for the next week or two as my autistic obsession until I eventually get burnt out, get really embarassed, then never talk about them again.