Loki Imagines

18| The Tesseract

Warning: Spice, implied smut, angst?
Word Count: 2344 words
Quick A/N: This one I do have to admit is a bit strange yet also cool? I don't even know anymore. Enjoy! ~Sept 8, 2021
Timeline: During Thor and Avengers
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Our story begins with the God of Mischief when he is about 1500 years old. He was a fine prince, quiet sometimes, incredibly handsome. He was the youngest of two, son of Odin and Frigga. He was amazed and questioned what the Allfather did, but he knew that Odin had taken the Tesseract after he had won the war between Asgard and Jotunheim. Something about the cube fascinated him but he could never figure out what. Every chance he could, he would sneak down to where the glowing cube was kept, but this time was different.

"Loki..." He slowly approached the Cube as it beaconed him closure. It was a quiet whisper, but he could tell it was a woman's. No one was around, except for him. He couldn't shake the voice from his mind. He stood in front of the glowing cube and he carefully picked it up. He was able to hold it in his bare hand and his anger grew. It slipped from his hand, tumbling for the ground. It didn't break, however. Before its fall, a woman appeared.

She was gorgeous with perfect curves that a delicate dress clung to and bright blue eyes, the same color as the Tesseract. Her hair was dark and wavy, her skin a tinted blue with faint white patches on her cheekbones and white lines creating circular patterns across her skin; she was Jotun. She looked at the prince up and down before a slight smile grew upon her lips. "Hello, my King."

He stared in shock, partially because he now realized he was not Asgardian and partially because of the stunning woman that greeted him as such. Odin called from behind him and he turned suddenly, turning back towards the woman but to his shock, she no longer stood there. On the ground was the Tesseract, completely unharmed.

Inevitably, the Tesseract was gone in a few day's time. Loki had lost it on the Bïfrost and it had transported itself to Midgard. The God of Mischief then battled with his brother until he, too, had fallen. He drifted through space and eventually was sent to Midgard, and found himself back with the Tesseract.

He did have to fight for the Infinity Stone, but he was easily able to put others under his spell so he could reach the cube quicker.

Hours had passed and now he stood in the lab with those he possessed. The Tesseract was strung up in a rather intricate machine the scientists had created. He wanted to know who this woman was, and they had supposedly figured out a way for her to appear. It was practically an explosion and Loki had to shield his eyes as he stared at the cube, but after the bright light, there she was.

"It is about time one of my own has found me," The woman smiled at him. Her gaze turned towards the Midgardians in the room with annoyance. "Mortals have used me for ridiculous things, not to mention that Asgardian prison was incredibly gloomy."

"You're Jotun," The God whispered, unable to take his eyes off of her. She nodded with a smile. "Who are you?"

"I am [Y/N], Goddess of Space," Her eyes sparkled. "And you are Loki, Son of Laufey, rightful King of Jotenhiem," She bowed her head. "I am forever in your debt for saving me."

A smile pulled at his lips as he took steps to her. "Well it is quite lovely to meet you, darling," He took her hand in his and brought it up to his lips where he placed a kiss on it. "I wasn't aware such beauty existed."

"Hmm, such a flirt," She grinned, slightly blushing. "Tell me, my King, to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"I plan to liberate Midguardians," He spoke sternly, standing tall where he stood. "I was promised to be their King."