The last thing you expected was to get pushed off the Bifröst by your own father. What even less expected is the fact that you survived and landed on Midgard. The last thing you see is your father, Týr, and his cold, emotionless expression of getting rid of his only child, his daughter. He never expected you to survive and you didn’t think you were going to either. But fate has always had a funny and almost ironic way of keeping you alive. Fate gets even weirder when you suddenly get thrust into the lives of the Avengers and Loki. Týr in this story is the one in the Eddic poem Hymiskviða that states that Týr is the son of the giant Hymir. Meaning Týr is NOT Odin’s son. None of this is even cannon compliant so please don’t come after me! 😭😭😭