Years after the bizarre conclusion of the Bananas, Peas & Plot Holes writer's room, Justine orchestrates a reunion with the temporally-adrift Loki, God of Mischief, who was lost in the Void. Accompanying Justine is her cynical assistant, James, who now serves as their designated reality-checker and moral compass. Loki, suffering from severe temporal displacement, needs a gentle reintroduction to 21st-century norms. The stage is set for chaos, sharp banter, and electric flirting between Justine and the newly vulnerable, "manly Loki." James is in a constant state of low-grade panic, desperately trying to keep the proceedings PG-13 and prevent an inter-dimensional, R-rated cosmic spectacle. The convergence of an unhinged writer, a reality-challenged god, and a stressed assistant ensures 'normal' is permanently discarded.

This is more so writing practice rather than me trying to tell a revolutionary story, so please don't expect something more extraordinary than a Loki romance fiction that follows the plot of the first Thor movie. This project is more so for me, but you're more than welcome to enjoy it. I watched the Loki series and despite my best efforts after going years without feeling much for Loki, he's finally managed to reel me in. I blame Tom. So if you're as pathetic and desperate as me, please enjoy living vicariously through my OC self insert, Thyra and we can daydream about Loki together.

These are poems I randomly wrote down or typed on my phone.