additional notes: god, i love loki. anyway. here’s a lil drabble for him. my favorite snake. my daisy. my cinnamon apple.
“A what?”
“A catnap,” you repeated. The elevator doors opened, and you stepped out, Loki at your heels. “You know, short sleeping sessions during the day to relax and recharge. But to be honest I’m usually more tired afterward.”
Loki wrinkled his nose. “Sounds useless.” He could admit that he was like a cat in many ways; he would sleep seventeen hours daily if it weren’t for you or the rest of the team urging for him to make the most of his day. He didn’t see any point in dozing for a short while, falling into a deep sleep, and having to drag himself out of it again.
“I told Thor about them a week ago. I thought he might tell you. He loves them! Wakes up feeling refreshed. Maybe you’ll like them too.”
His scowl deepened. “I suppose you bring that up to make me jealous, hm?”
“Not at all!” You widened your eyes at him, feigning innocence, but he saw right through you. “I just know that you like sleeping a lot, so naps could be good for you! Trust me, I’d sleep the day away, too, if I could but it’s…It’s not the best.”
Loki frowned, remarking the note of shame in your voice. He’d spoken to Thor; he knew of your past, how hard it had been for you when you were first discovered by SHIELD and brought in to join the team, how you had spent most of your time in your apartment and were little more than a ghost when you were outside of it. You were, as you put it, “fine now!” but he had his doubts, and if this meant easing a bit of your conscience…He couldn’t say no. “Fine. Let’s try it.”
Your eyes lit up. “Yay! Okay, let’s go.” You held out your hand to him; he merely stared disdainfully at it. “Group naps are better, trust me. We can sleep in my room, that way no one will bother us.”
He rolled his eyes and took your hand, allowing you to pull him down the hall and into your room. He had been in your quarters before; you were always inviting him in for some reason or another: to watch movies, to read in peace together, to laze around on hot days because his Jötunn-level coldness was a good match for your elevated temperature. Once, you’d jokingly called him your personal popsicle, but Bucky and Sam had (lovingly) given you so much shit for it that you refrained from ever calling him that again. Your room had become a sort of second home for Loki, and he would never tell you, but he was grateful for it. He tried to express his gratitude in subtle ways, like by taunting you a bit less or trying whatever food you brought for him to try. By far the most generous he’d been was when he let you take him to a mall and find Midgardian clothes for him.
“All right, what side do you want?” you asked him, rummaging through your closet for an extra pillow.
“This one.” He sat on the side closest to the door.
You turned around, pillow tucked under your arm, and grinned knowingly. “So protective. Willing to put yourself between me and whatever danger comes to find us.”
He rolled his eyes and took the pillow from you. You snickered, crawling across the bed to take the other side. You curled up with your back to the wall, drawing the covers around you until you were all but cocooned within them. You blinked up at him expectantly. “Go on. Get comfy.”
Loki lay down, turning onto his side to face you. You looked ridiculous. “Are you going to share the blanket or am I to freeze in your ice chest of a room?”
Resentfully, you relinquished some of your covers, allowing him to arrange them comfortably over his legs and waist. Then you smirked, wiggling closer to him. “I can keep you warm,” you crooned.
He grunted and closed his eyes. “The blankets are enough, thank you.”
He could practically hear your disappointment.
You were shifting around in your sheets.
He waited a full five seconds before opening his eyes. You were staring at him with those pitiful doe eyes, lower lip poking out in a pout. “Get over here,” he relented, opening his arm to you.
Your face lit up, and he pretended that it did not please him immensely. You scooted over to him until you were cuddled up against him, tucked safely under his arm. You lay with your head tucked under his chin, your knee bent over his hip. You were warm, and soft, and perfect. He sighed into your hair, feeling finally at peace.
“Sweet dreams,” you murmured, draping an arm over his waist.
“Mm. Whatever.”
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“Y/N, my friend, do you know where—” Thor stopped in his tracks, eyes widening at the sight of you and his brother wrapped up in each other, sleeping soundly. You were absolutely clinging to Loki, and he to you. From the looks of it, neither of you had awoken at the sound of Thor’s admittedly loud entrance.
“By the nine,” Thor muttered under his breath, shaking his head not with disappointment but with disbelief. “Congratulations, brother. You’ve found yourself a beloved.” He could not approve more. He saw your cell phone lying on your nightstand and briefly considered taking a photo of the two of you. Not sharing it with anyone, just leaving it on your phone for you to keep. He decided against it. He was still new to Midgardian technology; who knew what trouble he might run into. He was a good brother and an even better friend, after all.
So he fetched the Falcon and the Winter Soldier and got them to do it instead.
So, I found these pictures on Pinterest and this happened *shrugs like a shrub* just little write ups I did for the pics…I don’t even know why I wrote the little things….bye…
Baby Bruce, Baby Hulk Dragon, known for its giant size and bursts of destructive rage, the Hulk is usually a docile and quiet dragon, friendly but shy to most.
Baby Bucky, Baby Dragon Soldier, dragonapped by hunters (hydra) this young dragon was cruelly forced into obedience of it’s horrid captors. (SAVE THE BABY BUCKY DRAGON)
Baby Clint, Baby Dragoneye, develops strong bonds with those he cares for, resulting in much loyalty. With arrow like barbs on it’s tail, the Dragoneye is almost as dangerous as the Dragon Widow when needed, usually very friendly and likes making new friends.
Baby Loki, Adorable and bright eyed the Frost Dragon, as its name suggests, does well in cold climates there it originated. Not the friendliest, but cares a lot more then it tends to let on.
Baby Nat, The Dragon Widow has been trained by many groups of hunters for centuries, small and stealthy with poison barbs on it’s tail the Dragon Widow is a force to be reckoned with, even at a young age. Is many times seen as cold, but is actually a dorky dragon when comfortable enough, it is sometimes tricky to know exactly what is going on in the Dragon Widows mind. Though it is trained to be a dragon of quick battle, prefers to avoid conflict when in its own control.
Baby Sam, A Falcon Dragon, friendly and loyal the Falcon Dragon is one of the best flyers in the dragon kingdom, though many Falcon Dragons are wingless land dwellers that admire their flying brethren from the ground, the dragon rehabilitators (shield), make many of them sets of wings so that they could once again soar alongside their allies. Though friend, the Falcon Dragon can be quite sour to someone they aren’t particularly, not mean per say, more rude and bickering. Even after the ‘enemy’ is considered a friend.
the Dragon of freedom! it will not be your servant or control under any circomstances, will fight for the freedom and protection of all other dragons and animals to save them, hates hunters (hydra) with passion for the dragonnapping of his childhood (dragonhood?) friend Bucky.
Baby Thor, The Thunder Dragon, a dragon normally only found in Asgardian lands, he can control lightning with his powerful hammer-like tail. One of the friendliest dragons too, is completely loyal to his friends and family.
Baby Tony, The Iron Dragon, smart and usually found near forages melding metal into various contraptions it is careless about most things besides its works and is a regular hoarder of gold and riches.The Iron dragon tries to stay far from conflict and has an affinity for younglings, though will never admit.
Clint A full grown Dragoneye! its main attack technique is flinging arrows from its tail with deadly accuracy
Loki Frost Dragon, a master of illusions that prefers being the top dragon in its territory of choice, if needed will find new lands with lesser dragons to still be the ruler. Though not the strongest or fiercest the Frost Dragon prefers to live in solitude or near weaker beings, it is not fond of others once it has been deceived or betrayed. Once hurt it will not trust quickly.
Natalia A full grown Dragon Widow, the deadliest of all, a silent and terrifying killer, magnificent to see in action though you may not live to tell the tail. The Dragon Widow can complete any task they are given without trouble or fail, many tricks up it’s scales in combat and one of the most intelligent of dragons
Steve, Dragon of Freedom, thick skin that can take more than a few hits, a protector of weaker species, after being alone for so long will do anything to find and save his dragonhood friend and do all he can to protect those he befriends along the way. The large round bone like scale on it’s tail is impenetrable, oddly enough the scale, like spikes and arrows can be flung with accuracy at an enemy before reattached to it’s tail.
Thor, The powerful and Mighty Thunder dragon, at first glance its power and muscles will terrify approaching hunters, dragons, and humans alike. electricity and power surge through it’s hammer tail and it’s roar, like thunder. But is really just a super friendly puppy of a friend who loves making friends with all who enter his realm. Do not be fooled though, when he or his comrades is threatened will quickly battle and defeat his foe.
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