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Month: December 2023
December 4th: A Cabin for Christmas by Daisy Morgan
December 4th Gifts
| Tiger by Hilly Kendrick Slash/Ship Safe for Work |
A Cabin for Christmas by Daisy Morgan Gen Safe for Work |
| SHareCon Puzzle by Evil Lynn Gen Safe for Work |
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December 3rd: Hidden in Plain Sight by ACL
An Advent Calendar story about Hutch’s door.
There were a lot of things that didn’t make sense about Hutch, even if he could come up with some half-assed reason for every last one of them—the tacky red plastic Biorhythm Calculator ‘for the enlightened woman’, the battered astrology magazine lying among the clutter on his dash, the combined blackstrap molasses and desiccated liver in his breakfast smoothies (“It’ll put lead in your pencil, Starsk”).
Top of that list, in Starsky’s estimation, had to be the fact that Hutch only started keeping his apartment key on the ledge above his front door after his place had been broken into. Twice.
Naturally Starsky had questioned the wisdom of the key’s new hiding place, but Hutch had replied that it might as well stay there since they now knew from bitter experience that anyone with a nefarious motive could cross Hutch’s threshold at will, never mind what he did with his apartment key. Continue reading “December 3rd: Hidden in Plain Sight by ACL”
December 3rd: Hello World by kat-byrd
December 3rd: ‘Tis the Sea-Sun by Daisy Morgan
December 3rd Gifts
| Hello World by kat-byrd Slash/Ship Safe for Work |
‘Tis the Sea-Sun by Daisy Morgan Slash/Ship Safe for Work |
| Hidden in Plain Sight by ACL Pre-Slash/Ship Safe for Work |
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December 2nd: It Was the Third of September by Kath Moonshine
From very far away I hear a tiny voice mumble, “Hutch.” Sweet, syrupy darkness surrounds me. I’m happy. I want to stay deeply asleep, but I have responsibilities. It’s been a year since Gunther. Since everything changed. Everything.
“Mmm?” I answer, my left hand already gently patting Starky down, unconsciously looking for wounds, finding only beautiful, life-affirming scars. Continue reading “December 2nd: It Was the Third of September by Kath Moonshine”




