More Dragon Idioms

“summer at the Wyrmwound” - a really, really bad smell. Used mostly outside Plague territory.

“swap wind” - literally, the practice of alternating position when flying in formation, as the dragon taking rear expends less energy. Figuratively, any situation in which favors are exchanged, similar to the expression “you scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours”.

“Viridian mile” (or appropriate unit of distance measure) - a task that is far more difficult than it appears to be from the outside, or appeared to be before it was undertaken. Refers to the thickly-grown terrain of the Viridian Labyrinth, which can turn a normally unimpressive unit of ground travel into a demanding and dangerous distance.

“I’m your charge” - equivalent to “I’m in your hands”. The dynamic between guardians and their charges is so embedded in dragon society that it’s often referred to to lend context to similar (but less crucial) interactions.

“choke down the haunch” - to do something unpleasant to achieve a desired end. Refers to a folk tale in which a tundra dragon must hunt and eat with a mirror pack in order to win their respect and help with a greater task, despite not being a carnivore.

“making rocs out of sparrows” - making mountains out of molehills, exaggerating a problem to oneself or others.

“Arcane hello” - meeting by accident through shared participation in an unpleasant event (like being attacked by harpies and forced to shelter together). A small family of idioms appends “Arcane” to nouns to imply versions of those things “gone wrong”. They’re not very appreciated by Arcane dragons.

“wintercoated” - metaphorically, having thick skin, being able to shrug off criticism unpleasant experiences. Originates with tundras’ thick winter coats.

like a boomerang by youwilll

Length: 48k

“Right, so. Could I ask you an incredibly hypothetical question?” Louis whispers, this time, if only to take the piss out of Zayn.

“You came all the way here to ask me an ‘incredibly hypothetical question?’”

“Yes, of course,” Louis nods.

Zayn manages a quiet laugh. “Okay, I’ll bite. Go ahead, Tommo, ask away.”

“What would you do if you kept living the same day over and over again?”

AU in which Harry gets trapped in a lift, Louis gets stuck in a Wednesday, and it’s always February 2nd. Until it isn’t.

Ao3, Chaptered, Completed