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15 May 2012 @ 07:55 pm
Title: Caught in the Middle
Author: [info]emisolde
Artist: [info]mmartianchild
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 20,182
Type: Bro-fic, (Slash) Romance
Characters/Pairings: Thor & Steve friendship; Loki & Steve friendship; Thor/Loki; all movie!verse Avengers appear
Warnings: None, unless you feel that Thor/Loki is semi-incest
Summary: The first morning Loki shows up at the Avengers Mansion, wandering into the kitchen where Steve is sat at the table, it doesn't really occur to Steve to find it strange. Not even when Loki calls him 'darling' and bends down to brush his lips against Steve's cheek as he passes.
Well, all right, maybe he does find that a little weird.
But not as weird as the fact that Loki's spent the past six months kidnapping him for no reason other than he's friends with Thor.
Notes: written for the [info]avengers_bang 2012 - be sure to check out the comm for all the amazing fanworks!

Link to fic masterpost: on AO3
Link to art masterpost: on lj

after I'm finished all the drawings I wanted to include and a cover picture [to be added later! soon!] , I will definitely be posting them on my tumblr! but for now what I've got is just right here on lj :O

cover art!

"Every day, before he's even fully awake enough to remember, before he makes the bed with military precision and goes about his morning routine, Steve gets a feeling of wrongness.

Like he's missing something. Like's something's missing him.

Like he's not where he's meant to be."

" Just for a moment, everything stops. Crushed right up against the enemy, Steve is close enough to feel the momentary freeze of every muscle in Loki's body as he notices Thor over Steve's shoulder, close enough to hear the murmured “Brother...”. "

" The mid-morning sun is bright and clear as it reflects off windows and car roofs and bike frames, and Steve is feeling happier than he has in a long while. Thor is dragging him along, peering into shop windows and booming out his views on how strange life is here, and does Steve have any idea where they could buy poptarts - “that most noble Midgardian invention”.
Steve, on the other hand, is looking around, content to be dragged, letting this twenty-first century life wash over him. "


oh gods forgive me I cannot draw thor to save my life.

unfortunately that's all I've got for now!
emisolde and I had trouble with transfering files, I recieved the full complete fic just this weekend because hotmail was being a bully :( 

regardless! I certainly will add a few more to this wonderful fic later! and cover picture because gah feels.