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crack_van2007-09-24 06:26 pm
myrebelcat.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2007-09-24 06:26 pm
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Falling Slowly, by Susan James (NC-17)
Fandom: STARSKY & HUTCH
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sjames_centre
Author Website: Susan's Gen fiction is archived here and her Slash fiction is archived here.
Why this must be read:
Because it's awesome. Because Susan is an awesome writer. Because it's long and plotty and character rich and awesome.
You know what? Susan doesn't just write Starsky in the first person, she becomes Starsky. Everything she writes in this story becomes the new Starsky canon, and she'll make you believe these guys were boffing each from Day 1.
But don't take my word for it. Read the first three paragraphs and then go on and read the rest. You won't be able to help yourself!
Falling Slowly
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Author on LJ:
sjames_centreAuthor Website: Susan's Gen fiction is archived here and her Slash fiction is archived here.
Why this must be read:
Because it's awesome. Because Susan is an awesome writer. Because it's long and plotty and character rich and awesome.
You know what? Susan doesn't just write Starsky in the first person, she becomes Starsky. Everything she writes in this story becomes the new Starsky canon, and she'll make you believe these guys were boffing each from Day 1.
But don't take my word for it. Read the first three paragraphs and then go on and read the rest. You won't be able to help yourself!
I was tired, Hutch was pissy. We were a great pair. I crossed my arms and lay my head on the typewriter. “I’m on strike. I’m not typing another word until I get some sleep.” I thought about holding my breath until he agreed to leave. “You wanna stay here all night again, go ahead. I’m going home.”
Hutch looked around the empty squad room before he reached forward and rested his hand on mine. He thought I didn’t notice when he did that. He was always watching, worrying someone would see. No one paid any attention before, I didn’t know why he thought they would now. “Sorry, I’m just tired.”
“She’ll still be dead tomorrow, Hutch. There’s nothing left to do tonight.”
Falling Slowly