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In the afternoon, you receive a note from Queen Frigga, giving you your next task: tonight, you and Ask will go to a small town where Dvalinn is rumored to be. You pretend to go to sleep early, then transform in your room. While the mask is the same, the rest of your outfit is different this time. You’re wearing something a bit bulkier with buffer between you and your armor. You wonder if your transformations can predict what sort of trouble you’ll get into, but you open your window and climb down the side of the castle. Your new abilities give you amazing speed and stamina, and you take off towards the town, running so fast you&

Loki is in love. He’s in love, he’s in love, he’s in love. Is it possible to fall for someone after meeting them for the first time? Does love at first sight really exist? Loki doesn’t know. All he knows is that Embla is the love of his life. She’s so strong, so smart, so caring. He’s in LOVE- “You seem distracted, brother,” says Thor. The two of them, along with the Warriors Three and Lady Sif, are eating breakfast. It’s a cold morning, and Loki can see a light mist on the ground through the window in which he’s been absentmindedly staring for the past couple of minutes. “

Loki examines the ring his mother gave him. It’s a plain golden band, nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary. But in reality, it’s so much more. Loki had grown up hearing stories of the Nine Realms, most of which he’d written off as tall tales, nothing more than self-proclaimed heroes exaggerating their deeds. He hadn’t expected any of them to be as true as they were told, but looking at the Ring of Ask, he wonders what truths are hidden behind them all. “I’m giving this to you to protect the Realms,” his mother had said. “You may not be king, but this is precisely why I’ve chosen

It’s mid-morning the next day Queen Frigga summons you for a private matter. You hope you haven’t screwed something up or caused an interdimensional crisis already because given that you’ve been ambassador for less than a week, that would be sad. You keep your fingers crossed as you enter one of the smaller council rooms. “Ambassador Y/n, I’m so glad you could come quickly,” says Queen Frigga. You bow to her. The curtains are drawn in the room, and the lanterns are lit, giving the room a soft glow. The queen strides past to lock the door behind you. She waves her arms, and you see a mist encompass the doo

It’s one of your first days as Midgard’s ambassador to Asgard. SHIELD and King Odin decided it would be best to have one for the time being and, perhaps, permanently if all goes well. You’ve been given a room in the castle and a tour of the place, and now it’s time to get down to business. You have meetings set up for the next week, but you want a grasp of Asgardian history and politics before you begin your work. Asgard doesn’t have anything like the Internet, so unfortunately you can’t just Google any of your questions. So, your first stop is the library. And holy crap, this library is MASSIVE. Books of

You and your partner creep through the cornfield, every one of your senses on high alert. Nick Fury had given the two of you orders to check out the back roads of Nebraska, where SHIELD had received odd readings in the space-time continuum. You aren’t sure how they measure that, but anything that makes Nick Fury this suspicious (a.k.a. more suspicious than usual) is worth checking out. Frankly, there’s probably nothing here, except… Except the shadow of a man that appears in the middle of the road and then vanishes just as quickly. You tense beside your fellow agent, who doesn’t seem very concerned. “Classic Ne