Weekly Fic Rec: Touchstone (You Lead Me Home) by portraitofemmy

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Author’s summary:

 

Steve meets Sgt. James Barnes on his first day at SHIELD headquarters in DC.

 

An AU in which Steve Rogers still became Captain America and crashed his plane in the 1940s, but James Barnes wasn’t born until 40 years later. When the newly thawed Steve joins SHIELD, he meets a man who might just be able to help him understand how to not just be alive in the future, but really live in it.

 

(or, a CA:TWS AU.)

 

Words: 11905, Chapters: 1/1

 

Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: James “Bucky” Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Nick Fury

Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, SHIELD Agent Bucky Barnes, cap!steve - Freeform, Post-Captain America: The First Avenger, Post-Avengers (2012), Not Captain America: The Winter Soldier Compliant, Post-Serum Steve Rogers, Modern Bucky Barnes, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Steve Rogers Has Issues, Steve Rogers Has PTSD, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Slow Burn, Frottage, Hand Jobs

My notes:

 

I especially like the way their relationship progresses in this, that they find trust and closeness first before making it romantic or sexual, and how they help each other with the work and recovery.

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I watched all of Good Omens last night, because it was delightful and I couldn't just stop in the middle.

Predictably I now have A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square stuck in my head. For some reason it has been an especially persistent earworm for me ever since we sang it with the school choir (more than half my life ago by now), usually only taking very little to get it stuck in my head. It's been associated with the book for me ever since I read it for obvious reasons and has been playing on and off in my head during the advertising of the tv-show, and now it'll probably take a while for me to get rid of it.