✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚝 | 𝙻𝚘𝚔𝚒 | 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚕

I've been to Greece, been to Lamentis, been everywhere. And I still can't find happiness. I don't want to go back to earth, my earth- it's not my earth anymore. No one remembers me- I'm a variant out of line.

In my quest of finding something, I've destroyed realities, broke alliances, I've made- mistakes- or are they accomplishments? My moral code faded away after I lost everything. So maybe that's why- I'm going back home. Ill choose a random time and go. Now.

You arrive on earth, 2014. You walk across the sidewalk, seeing people run in fear. This is welcoming. But nothing new, sadly. You'd played the destroyer role before so, not new, at all. Continuing down the street you steal a apple from a stand.

Then you see a crowd of people kneeling. A old man stands up and gives a brief sediment on bad people, annoyed you throw the apple at him, knocking him back. That kind of pissed you off. "And who are you- feline?" A voice says, you move your head to see- Loki, he was smirking to your gesture.

"A follower perhaps?" He asks. "Nice helmet. Mind if I copy?" You say, rubbing your hands together and forming one of your own, instead a silver more ram themed one, you quickly put it on. Loki slightly blushes but still continues. "A sorceress?" He questions.

"I mean- I think so- your guess could be better than mine." You speak. He walks closer to you, expecting you to back away. You don't and look him in the eyes, though he was much taller than you. "Your not afraid?" He asks. "No- not really." You respond. "Hm." He hums, and touching your chest with his spear.

Loki then looks confused as it doesn't work. "Sorry about that." You say. "What are you?" He asks intrigued. "I dunno." You respond. "Perhaps I won't need this." Loki says, lowering his scepter. "Perhaps not." You follow along.

"So- are you gonna destroy earth or..." you ask. "I plan to rule it- along with the 9 realms. I don't suppose you'll try and stop me?" Loki spoke. "I mean- do what you want. I'm not really here to stop you.

Though those guys might." You say, looking at the avengers approaching in the distance. "Your not trying to stop me?" He questions. "No not really."

You shrug. He grazed his hand against your helmets horns. "Perhaps you'd join me then?" He proposes, a bit nervously but tries to hide it. "Yeah sure why not." You say, surprising him. "Perhaps a right hand- at my side?" He asks, again.

"I mean, I'll help you do whatever you want, I don't really need a prize or anything. What's that thing that you guys say- it's the journey?" You say. This surprises him again. "You never told me your title." Loki asks. "Hmm.." you hum, looking around and seeing a woman's shirt saying B/N (brand name). "B/N." You say. His eyebrow rises in curiosity. "And you?" You ask.

"I'm Loki. Of Asgaurd. God of Mischief, and future king of the nine realms and Midgaurd." He states. "Alright. So- do you want this to be quick or?" You ask. "Get away from the boy/girl/person!" Iron man says, approaching with captain America.

"Cant you see the helmet bot- we're teaming here." You say. "Is she enchanted?" Captain America says, noticing your eyes covered by your tinted glasses, "what did you do to her!" He repeats, you had piercing yellow eyes. "Ah, nothing, insulting to assume I'd hurt a lady/Gentleman/Acquaintance." Loki says, acting hurt. "Why are you helping him?" Iron man asks.

"Why not?" You respond. "Answer- why." Steve interrupts. You furrow your brows and cross your arms now glaring and ignoring him playfully. Loki chuckles a bit before saying "are we going to battle now- or are you still questioning my right hand?" He asks. "Yep- fighting sounds good." Iron man responds, quickly sends a blast towards you two.