#mochimusha

And I can’t remember if I have written to you but then i will repeat how much I love your art, all those colors and lense flares and the short stories accompanying them

I'm not sure if i want that weight on my back, ahaha

Me can't draw anything right and *dies*.

YAY! I loved the Thor/Loki drawing you did for my werewolf/vampire fic and I'd be so excited to see more of your art :D (though no pressure haha, I'm just really excited :P) And you give awesome prompts, so of course I'm going to write for you ;)

#Loki sat by the bar, lips moving silently as he counted out the stacks of bills; he barely paused when Thor took the bar stool beside him and leaned closer, his breath sharp with the tang of alcohol, “Dance with me.”“I don’t dance with my enforcers,” Loki reminded Thor again, as he did every night they found each other at the bar, Loki counting out their earnings from the last run Thor oversaw. “Someday,” Thor said it like a promise, brushing his large hand along Loki’s arm and rumpling his suit jacket sleeve before sliding off the stool and lumbering away. Loki forced himself to keep his eyes on the money instead of turning to watch Thor’s retreating back, knowing that Thor was right and that it was only a matter of time.

 ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ ✿ nomnom I'll ask you more~