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crack_van2010-07-27 03:50 pm
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Scars by Reggie (NC-17)
Fandom: STARSKY & HUTCH
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Length: 9K
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lucylooo or lucy_fic
Author Website: http://meandthee.shahrazad.net/author.php?authorid=146
Why this must be read:
Sadly, Reggie very recently passed away. She was a writer in Starsky & Hutch, The Sentinel and Supernatural, as well as several other fandoms listed on both of her LJs. I thought as a nice tribute I'd rec a story or two of hers for everybody to enjoy.
I like this particular story because I think she's given me a true to life reaction from Starsky to his scars from the hit orchestrated by Gunther that almost ended his life, and from the surgeon's scalpel.
It wasn't as though he'd never looked at them; he could hardly avoid it, entirely. The first time they'd changed his dressings in the hospital, after he woke up, it was a sick fascination to see the criss-crossing riddle of bright red scars, tied together with the black stitches. On his chest. Those tiny, neat stitches, like his mother's needlework, holding him together. Then, he'd been too grateful and too doped up to have any sort of coherent thought about anything except the fact that he was alive, and that was a good thing.
Scars
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Length: 9K
Author on LJ:
lucylooo or lucy_fic Author Website: http://meandthee.shahrazad.net/author.php?authorid=146
Why this must be read:
Sadly, Reggie very recently passed away. She was a writer in Starsky & Hutch, The Sentinel and Supernatural, as well as several other fandoms listed on both of her LJs. I thought as a nice tribute I'd rec a story or two of hers for everybody to enjoy.
I like this particular story because I think she's given me a true to life reaction from Starsky to his scars from the hit orchestrated by Gunther that almost ended his life, and from the surgeon's scalpel.
It wasn't as though he'd never looked at them; he could hardly avoid it, entirely. The first time they'd changed his dressings in the hospital, after he woke up, it was a sick fascination to see the criss-crossing riddle of bright red scars, tied together with the black stitches. On his chest. Those tiny, neat stitches, like his mother's needlework, holding him together. Then, he'd been too grateful and too doped up to have any sort of coherent thought about anything except the fact that he was alive, and that was a good thing.
Scars
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