Haven by jat sapphire (NC-17)

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Fandom: STARSKY & HUTCH

Pairing: Starsky/Hutch

Length: about 3000 words

Author on LJ: jat_sapphire

Author’s website:  jat sapphire’s website content has been preserved here. Some of her works also appear at starskyhutcharchives.com.

Why this must be read: Because jat sapphire’s writing is beautiful and evocative.  And hot.  She’s been recced on Crack Van probably more than any other S&H author, but only a few of those recs are relatively recent, and most of the links – to her website on the now-defunct GeoCities and to stories on the Me and Thee Archive – no longer work.  Fortunately, the content of jat sapphire’s website is still accessible online, thanks to the efforts of ReoCities.

Haven is one of the stories which has been recced on Crack Van before – by KimberlyFDR nearly ten years ago (!), but because the GeoCities link is no longer functional, potential readers may be dissuaded from tracking the story down.  It shouldn't be missed, though, as it has some of the most beautiful imagery I've come across in fanfiction.

Starsk had no idea how beautiful he looked sometimes. Oh, yes, the man's ego was bigger than his car, and he moved like he owned the world; the edge of his confidence would cut through other people's money and power and rank as if they were nothing at all. But he'd never know how the match and the candle gilded him, how the globe of light held his chin and throat and upper chest, hand and wrist and forearm, in a chiaroscuro moment that burned into Hutch's memory. The dent in his cheek as the wick caught, the movement of his lips, was like a painting moving, a statue bleeding – a miracle.

The boy-saint icon turned toward Hutch, came to embrace him, and was abruptly Starsky again.

Haven