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crack_van2010-10-30 03:18 pm
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Dia de los Muertos(Day of the Dead) NC-17
This will be my last post for the month of October. I leave you with a nice dark story for this Halloween weekend. It's been fun driving this month.
Fandom:STARSKY AND HUTCH
Pairing:Starsky and Hutch
Length:One Shot
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Author Website:http://morganlogan.com/
Why this must be read:
I was so surprised to find out that this story hadn't been rec'ced on Crack Van. It is one of my favorite stories. Poor Hutch and Starsky are suffering from miss communication and Hutch has a fever. This is full of Hutch angst, beautiful Hutch angst.
His eyes were still shut tight when the faint sound of the door closing snapped them open again. His heart gave a brief pang, making him exhale sharply to ease the pressure. He didn't know why Starsky always left, any more than he understood what circumstances were needed to bring them together in the first place, except it always seemed inevitable, an easy sliding together after a few beers in the quiet dusk after work. No words were needed beforehand, and afterward...Starsky always left.
Dia de los Muertos(Day of the Dead)
Fandom:STARSKY AND HUTCH
Pairing:Starsky and Hutch
Length:One Shot
Author on LJ:
arrow00Author Website:http://morganlogan.com/
Why this must be read:
I was so surprised to find out that this story hadn't been rec'ced on Crack Van. It is one of my favorite stories. Poor Hutch and Starsky are suffering from miss communication and Hutch has a fever. This is full of Hutch angst, beautiful Hutch angst.
His eyes were still shut tight when the faint sound of the door closing snapped them open again. His heart gave a brief pang, making him exhale sharply to ease the pressure. He didn't know why Starsky always left, any more than he understood what circumstances were needed to bring them together in the first place, except it always seemed inevitable, an easy sliding together after a few beers in the quiet dusk after work. No words were needed beforehand, and afterward...Starsky always left.
Dia de los Muertos(Day of the Dead)
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great choice! :)
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thank you so kindly for the awesome rec! I had so much fun writing this one...it was originally a little zinelet for SHareCon that I hand-printed and stapled. :)