✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝙸 | 𝙻𝚘𝚔𝚒 | 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚕

You watch the sunrise from the beautiful mountain peaks. With a content curved lip, you feel the grass under you. "You can come out." You lay back, rolling around in the grass like it was catnip to you. A few footsteps later and a boy was twirling his hair in his fingers. You look up, not moving.

You put your hands behind your head. "You wanna lay with me? It's pretty comfortable." He clears his throat and sits down next to you. You look at him and wave your arm down. The boy lays back. You close your eyes, your fluffy ears twitching to his movements in the grass.

"Where's the papa and mama?"

He stays silent.

You open one eye, watching one of his hands make its way to your ears. You get up and sit. "They're gone huh? Are you a wanderer too?" The boy doesn't answer again.

He was around 9.

Normally you wouldn't be visible to most. An Egyptian goddess like you was known to be hard to perceive on the eye. A wolf god.

"You like flowers?" You ask, looking at the embroidering on his leg's pant. He slowly nods. "I like flowers too." You say, "fought one once. It was pretty big. It tried to eat my tail!" You lie, making the boy slowly start to smile. As you opened your mouth again you began to tell another myth of a story to make him laugh.

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"1.." Philip counts, "2.." he picks another rose. He grabs 3 more. "5." His hand's kept at work, as his mouth closed. He stopped when a small drop of blood fell from his finger. "Y/n- can I have a bandage!!" He yells. You dashed in front of him in the next minute. "Fun." You take his hand and wrap it in an old unicorn bandaid. "What is this?"

You show him the box. "New York's finest kid's section isle." You say, watching him try to read the box. "I can't read that." "I wouldn't worry about it, if you wanna learn English you can later." You promise.

"THIEF!"

You look at the guards approaching you two. "I think they're mad." You grab him and dash into the castle. You both begin exploring like nothing had happened. "Local proteins?" You ask. "Yes please, can we do something sweet?" You nod, "Be right back."

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You hold a stash of food in the bag you stole in your hands. You jump through one of the open castle windows and begin tracking your little friend's scent. Him or you being lost wasn't ever a problem with a sense of smell like yours.

You walked through the golden halls until hearing a muffled sound. You drop the stolen goods and dash into the throne room.

"Do you want to rot in the dungeons for the rest of your life?!"

"Y/n!" A pale hand covered his mouth again. "Oh, your his protector are you-" Loki's voice stopped when he saw you. His brows furrowed. You looked into his eyes, as he looked into yours. Both of you were scanning for something. Something that wasn't there.

His hand called down the guards. "You-you're too late." Loki says, shooing you away. "The boy has chosen his fate!" You take a step forward, earning a loud footstep back from the guards around you. You ignore it and continue. "What'd he steal? Your heart?" You ask, Loki glares, with a slight blush. "Enough! I am king and he stole from me! That's a crime as it is seen!"

You look at the hammer on the floor. A chill went down your body, making your hair stand up straight. "He picked that up..?" You ask, Phillip nods in the silence of the room. "Does that count as stealing?" Loki drops the boy, "Yes! IT IS MY BIRTHRIGHT!" You flinch. Definitely touched a nerve.

"He's to be locked in the dungeons."

You step up, "Okay what do you want? Do you want a desert flower from Egypt? Anything besides him." Loki looks to you as Phillip is wrapped in chains. "A trade?" You hum, "Sure." "An object surely not filling enough for his tracheary." "Okay and what if I take his place?" The room freezes in place. "You're a fool. Your brother is a thief." "You are lucky I don't slaughter your family line in punishment." You shrug. "Your a little late for both of us." You admit, Loki tilts his chin up.

"You're sacrificing your life of freedom to live in the dungeons- for a boy who isn't even your Blood!" You nod. "Bring it." A group of soldiers walked up to the scene as Loki walked down the golden steps to you. You hold out your hand. Loki grabs your wrists, as the men place the ancient sacrificial totem to your connecting hands.

"Aztec work.." you mumble, Loki looks up. "You know of this? Then you know there is no leaving of this contract." You nod. "Do it!" The men all stand back after switching their sides.

"You will do as I say, and take the boy's punishment how I please."

"Done."

A shiny glow emitted from the glass, intaking you and your King.

"Bye Philip." You say, looking at the boy being pushed away from you two. Loki looks you up and down again. "What?" you ask. He lifts his cold hands to your hair and caresses a piece in his fingers. "Strange.." "Thanks?" Your hair color represented a part of you that changed when you were turned into what you considered- a degenerate wolf god.

"This'll be fun."