The Hatred Engraved In My Skin

27 days. It had been exactly 27 days since Loki had been thrown into his new cell. In all honesty, the days hadn’t been particularly long. If not for the excruciating pain he felt everywhere in his body, he might’ve even enjoyed it. It was a small dark cell with barely enough space to fit his little cot, a toilet, and his barely functioning sink but it was quiet and excluding the few guards that would come to taunt and judge him, he was left unbothered. Along with Frigga’s infrequent visits he could say with certainty that this was much much better than his old cell. He wouldn’t mind spending a few centuries here.
If only the Norns agreed with him.
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Thor, with the help of his mother, convinces Odin to let Loki pay for his crimes on Midgard. Odin agrees but restricts his seiðr, leaving him barely able heal himself and in more pain than ever before. What will a mage do without his seiðr? Especially when it’s what he relies on to hide him from his fears.
Intriguingly enough, not only is he expected to fight side by side with the Avengers, he is also offered a job by SHIELD. Everything is growing more and more confusing but Loki has never been one to turn down a puzzle.