TITLE: Judging Books By Covers
CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter One
Imagine Loki is cast out into a castle in his Jotun form, under a spell that will return him to his Aesir one if he learns to accept himself for who he is, not what he looks like, and can find another who will do the same. Angry and repulsed by his own appearance, Loki fears he will live out his days as the monster he so greatly loathes.
NOTES/WARNINGS: I know I am doing another fic too, but I couldn’t help what came to me when I saw this imagine.
“Well, well; if it isn’t King Thor, your big day has finally come I see.” Loki snarled maliciously as he looked at the man he once called his brother as he stood on the other side of the magic force field.
“I see your time here has not cooled your anger any bit Loki.” The blonde man retorted.
“I aided you in your quest against Malekith and my thanks was being put back into this hovel.” Loki spat. “And then to add to my misery, that old fool decided to finally go into his eternal Odinsleep, releasing me from the glamour he placed upon me and now look at me.” His arms gestured wildly at his face and body.