✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚎 | 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘 | 𝙴𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘

You coughed trying to catch your breath, the pitter-patter of hooves following you. Along with the sizzling of fire, and barks of the people.

You hid behind a tree, covering yourself in the bramble. You wished you were miles away from this. You felt the thorns dig and rip your skin.

No yelp let out, you couldn't even afford a sniff anymore. It felt as if your body was silencing itself, incapable of making a single peep.

An almost blinding, warm light flew in front of you. You stared at it, fluttering from thorn to stem. Before landing on your hand.

Your eyes told a story to the butterfly, your story. How you'd developed an ability weeks ago. How it'd give you the power to make your escapisms real. Your daydreams, Alive and breathing.

How you'd share gifts with others. Only for them to turn their backs on you like they had done so many times before. How now you ran from them.

And how you knew you could hurt them. How your ambitious soul turned to coal the moment you realized what could really happen that night. To you, or them.

The wings glint and shined, In compassion. Your head tilts, seeing it now begin to hover. You pull the brambled thorns away, letting the light fly out.

You glance at the fire nearby. Before following the gleaming wings. You hadn't made that shining fly, but it didn't matter. The little hope guided you off your knees.

And now through a cold river. The sound of the men following you seemed distant and muffled. while the silent fluttering of her wings kept quietly ringing in your ears.

You watch her fly in a turn, making you quicken your pace. The burns and cuts on your body seemed quieter, the faster you followed the butterfly.

A moment later, the leaves were gone. No longer trudging over your injuries, you had reached your destination. Though you weren't sure what it was. Just as you seemed out of your trance, you realized the butterfly had vanished.

Your miracle guide had vanished. Your surroundings looked like a village. You step forward, before taking another back. Just because you had followed a butterfly here, didn't mean it was safe.

After tonight, it was Clear.
Nowhere was safe For You.

"Mirabel! Antonio! It's dinner!" a voice yelled. A cold shiver slid down your spine. Ice began to form at your feet. You were, Frozen.
Literally.

"Camillo! Deloris says she hears somebody outside!" another voice shouts back, "Okay Mama!" the voice replies. The ice beneath you grows. you couldn't help it, so much had happened tonight.

You were practically running on adrenaline now. "ANT- oh, Hello." the voice's user now stood a few feet away from you. "Camillo, we were inside-"

"Uh, who's that?" a girl asked. She walked, pointing to you, And your still-iced legs. "Is that ice?" the boy asks, in surprise. "She can do magic?!" The girl asks, hurrying over.

"4 steps away from the merchandise or I'll turn you into a frog or something!" you threaten, your hands now up. "Or I could just do that myself.. you're new aren't you?" He says.