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Hockey is a violent game. Shane and Ilya work it out on the ice.
or, Regarding the homoeroticism of legal fighting in North American hockey.
Shane, for all that he tries not to let the publicity touch him, still hears what they say. There’s no problem Shane Hollander can’t out-think!
Except, of course, there is. For one, he hasn’t thought himself to a Cup yet.
For another, Ilya won’t text him back.
Steve pulls his missing, presumed dead best friend into his circle of super heroes and starts working to undo the physical and mental damage Hydra has done.
It’s not easy, and it’s not pleasant. But it would probably be a lot more effective if Bucky weren’t keeping secrets, and if he could figure out how to interpret Bucky’s mood swings.
A podfic of SkyisGray's fic "Chasm"
“Megs, back me up here,” Rodimus says, like that’s a reasonable expectation.
“Absolutely not,” Megatron says.
“Thank you,” Ratchet says. He sounds extremely annoyed, but Megatron can’t tell if it’s at having to thank him, or at Rodimus. Both seem plausible.
“Ugh, you’re so boring,” Rodimus says, “C’mon Megs, you’ve done way wilder shit than this, I know you changed alt like, all the time, who even does that. That’s way harder than working out how to make sure I have the biggest rack on board-”