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#sylki but with some extra sylki added to the usual amount of sylki
nostalgia-tblr · 9 months
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Six Seven Sentence Sunday
Doing this in the wild hope that it'll somehow motivate me to actually write some more words instead of just procrastinating all day (again). It's a snippet from the selfcest threesome fic (because obviously what the selfcest pairing needs is MORE selfcest!), but not a porny bit because I've not actually written any of the porn yet. Let me know what you think of my GENIUS solution to the obvious names/pronouns issue, which is to just refer to the other Loki as "the other Loki" throughout.
With a grin and a wave of his hand the other Loki produces one of those tiny paper umbrellas that people like to decorate their drinks with. This one is a metallic green and he leans over the table to stab the pointed stick into the lemon slice in Sylvie’s glass, a quite pathetic attempt to impress that in defiance of sense and fairness actually works, and she smiles her approval and giggles. Sylvie is not the giggling type, usually. Loki doesn’t say a word but his scowl speaks for him, eloquently enough that when the other Loki notices it he tuts and says, “Envy’s our worst habit, you know. Though it’s probably less destructive to covet a tiny umbrella than the throne of Asgard.” Which makes Sylvie laugh, and when Loki’s frown deepens she says, “Oh, come on, you can’t seriously be jealous of yourself. It’s not like he’s prettier than you.”
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