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garrideb · 1 month ago
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Hutch knows he isn't alway easy to love, but Starsky makes it look so easy. This fanvid is set to Make It Look So Easy by Drew Holcomb and The Neighbors. It also posted to AO3 here.
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theoriginofcarrots · 1 month ago
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Sweet Dreams
My gift for the Starsky & Hutch Countdown Calendar 2024
https://countdown.starskyhutchcalendar.net/2024/
Charcoal pencil drawing on paper
Onnakarot on AO3
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shbromance · 1 month ago
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Here's my one and only (so far) S/H fanvid:
http://archiveofourown.org/works/59405026
It was made for and shown at the Premiere Vidshow at SHareCon September 2024.
"He's gorgeous, he's brave, he's gentle, he's strong, he's just Ken Hutchinson!"
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redgoldblue · 1 year ago
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iffff you would still like to do the kiss roulette thing: 🎲 + s&h
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(kiss roulette)
Hilariously, both you and ACL sent me S&H and both of your numbers were the #horny prompts. And while I probably could (and lowkey kinda did) find a way to make ACL’s not horny, this one is easier to twist.
“Starsky, you really shouldn’t be doing this.”
“The doctor said it was fine for me to do light work.”
“The pertinent word being light, Starsky. Not hiking halfway up a stepladder carrying a heavy painting.”
“I’m not carrying the painting anymore,” Starsky points out, obviously doing his best impression of someone who thinks that's a good argument.
“Only because there was no-one in the grocery store and I got home early. I could’ve come home to you collapsed on the floor with your stitches busted.”
“Oh, come on. It was one stab wound.”
“Stab wound, love of my life. Stab. Wound.” Hutch infuses the endearment with as much derision as he can, and judging by the glare Starsky shoots down at him, it comes through.
Hutch sighs and rests the painting against the wall. It's one of his, a sunset landscape of the hills that ring Bay City, that's been in exactly the same place - on the floor in the corner of the bedroom, along with a dozen others - ever since he painted it, and he would have been perfectly content to leave it there. But interior decoration is the latest thing Starsky's been driven to by the horrors of convalescence, and Hutch's walls are suffering the results.
"You know I don't even want that hanging up," he tries anyway, despite knowing it's useless.
"You should have at least one of your paintings up!" Starsky exclaims, and slaps the wall for emphasis. He's still on painkillers, which is another reason Hutch doesn't want him up a goddamn ladder. "They're good."
"The drugs sure are," Hutch mutters.
"The drugs are nothing. Your paintings are something."
Resting his hands on his hips, Hutch looks up at Starsky. "Are you going to come down?"
"Whaddayathink."
Hutch sighs. "Yeah." There are certain things in life one simply has to philosophically accept, and sometimes those things are your drugged and wounded partner on a stepladder. "Just- don't move, okay."
Starsky obediently pauses, with the hand he'd been waving around frozen in mid-air and a distinct sense of waiting for the audience reaction. Hutch gives him what he's looking for and laughs, because he's a sucker.
Starsky relaxes but, to his credit, stays still as Hutch backs off and assesses. Unfortunately, Starsky actually has picked the best spot for the painting - out of direct light but still bright enough to see it, in a wallspan large enough that it won't be dominated by it but not so large that it will look strange by itself. Meaning Hutch can't use that excuse to get him down and then possibly just tackle him onto the couch, which had been an option under consideration.
Sighing, he rests his left hand on Starsky's hip and brushes a kiss next to it, where the flannel he stole from Hutch's closet - and is wearing with one low button hanging on for dear life - has ridden up to expose soft skin.
"Ah-ah," Starsky chides, and twists to look down at Hutch and ruffle a hand through his hair. "You're not gonna distract me that easy."
That honestly hadn't been Hutch's intention - it had been more automatic reflex than anything - but he can't deny it would have been a valiant effort. "Okay, okay. Turn back around."
Hutch leans down to get the painting again, then steels himself to lift it to Starsky.
Who, of course, immediately grabs it and hoists it up like he wasn't bleeding in an alley in the foetal position a week ago. With a faint noise of protest, Hutch moves back as fast as he can and grabs hold of Starsky's hips to steady him, elbows on the top of the ladder to steady himself.
Grinning, Starsky takes one hand off the painting and waves it in the air. "Look, Ma, no hands!"
Hutch groans and buries his face against Starsky's lower back. "You're going to kill me. Or I'm going to kill you."
"Which one?"
"I still haven't decided."
Starsky's hand pats his shoulder comfortingly.
There's a few moments of silence where Hutch keeps Starsky gripped firmly and his eyes closed equally firmly and tries not to picture blood all over his nice clean rugs. Then Starsky says, "Ta-da!", shortly followed by, "Hutchinson, look at me."
"Do I have to?"
"You know, I'm liable to get offended if you don't. I'm very easy on the eyes, so I've been told."
"Don't believe everything you're told," Hutch mutters, for form's sake, but peels himself off Starsky's skin enough to look up. Starsky looks fine, complete with proud smirk and the painting hanging behind him. Having it up isn't going to help Hutch stop seeing the spot in the corner where the paint dried wrong and the stroke over the far right hill that went slightly left of where it should have been, but it's possible Starsky's unwavering enthusiasm might help him focus on the bits that went right as well.
"I still hate you," he tells him, and tugs on the bottom of his shirt.
Instead of coming down, Hutch's intended request, Starsky brushes his hands off enough to awkwardly shuffle around in place - which Hutch watches in long-suffering silence, braced to catch him - and sits down on top of the stepladder. He reaches for Hutch's shoulders. "Hey."
"Hello," Hutch obligingly parrots.
"I promise I'm not going to kill myself in your house under your supervision."
"It's a little late for that."
"I still gotta come down."
Hutch groans. "I will lift you."
"Yeah?" Starsky asks, waggling his eyebrows. "Where you gonna put me, sailor?"
"Somewhere soft and at ground level. Possibly with bars."
"Kinky." Smiling, Starsky twists his grip into Hutch's shirt and pulls him as close as he can get with the ladder still between them. He drops a glancing kiss to Hutch's lips, then says, "Am I allowed to kiss you, or are you too worried about busting my stitches?"
"Mm," Hutch grunts. "I'll allow it."
"Good to know." He moves one arm to wrap around Hutch's shoulders, then leans in again.
In the ensuing moments, Hutch almost manages to forget about the imminent danger to his walls, his rugs, and his partner.
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dragonbornphoenix · 7 months ago
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A little taste of my latest offering, All the Time in the World.
Hutch lies in bed, the noises of Starsky moving around in the kitchen drifting to him. He loves lazy mornings so much. He loves lazy days, when neither he nor Starsky have to be at work or anywhere else. When they have nothing important to take care of, nothing urgent demanding their attention. 
He lies in a pleasant haze, knowing Starsky is making the special blend of coffee he bought for Hutch. He'll bring it to bed, and they'll share it out of one mug with their arms around each other, hands wandering in no hurry. Savoring the closeness and their precious time together. 
They will drift back to sleep for a while, wrapped around each other, two cats in a basket. Hutch will wake up first and watch Starsky sleep, bliss coursing through him in the knowledge they're both peaceful and safe. He never gets enough of looking at Starsky every chance he gets. His heart fills with gratitude every single time. He can't stop wondering how he got so lucky. 
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olderthannetfic · 2 months ago
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What really counts as fandom old? I never used live journal but quizilla still existed when I first joined. Am I old?
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It's all relative, isn't it!
I'd never use the phrase about myself while attending SHareCon.
(Online Starsky & Hutch con coming up September 27th, btw.)
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ao3feed-starsky-hutch · 1 month ago
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I'm just Ken Hutchinson
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/dt7KY4H by AstridCaine Vid premiered in the Premiere Vidshow at SHareCon 2024, September. Song: I'm Just Ken Artist/Singer: Ryan Gosling. Barbie the Album. He's gorgeous, he's brave, he's gentle, he's strong, he's just Ken Hutchinson! Words: 6, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Starsky & Hutch Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen, M/M Characters: Ken Hutchinson Relationships: Ken Hutchinson/David Starsky, Ken Hutchinson & David Starsky Additional Tags: Fanvids, My First Fanvid, Song: I'm Just Ken (Barbie 2023), POV Ken Hutchinson read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/dt7KY4H
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meeedeee · 1 year ago
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Fan Vid/Vidding Stats
I've been combining my convention fanvid show playlists (thank you to every convention that has ever offered their playlists to their convention attendees in any format ...and an even bigger thank you to those using Google  Sheets or Excel or some format that can be converted).
The Two Big Vidding Conventions
Vividcon - USA (2002-2018), a fan run vidding convention showed approximately 4,737 vids.
VidUKon  - UK (2008-present), a similar vidding convention based in the UK has shown approximately 2,248 fanvids
You can find Vividcon's fanvid database here
VidUKon has combined its database with other conventions that run on the Conline.Club platform. You cannot search by convention year, but their dataset allows you to search by Fandom, Vidder and Title
Other Conventions
Below is the list of conventions where I am trying to gather the lists of fanvids that were shown - it ranges from 1979 through the present
Bascon
BistoCon
Cabrillo Con
Calicon
Con.txt
Confabulation
Connexions
Constrict
Convergence
DC SlashCon
Eastern Media Con
Eclecticon
Equinox Spring (a challenge, not a convention)
Equinox Fall (a challenge, not a convention)
Escapade
FanWorksCon
FemmeslashCon (TGIF/F)
FanStudies (an academic convention)
Festivids (a challenge, not a convention)
Friscon
Geek Media Expo
Hypericon
IDICon
Kiscon
Kismet
MediaWest
Nine Worlds
PacificCon/ Bitchin' Party
Revelcon
Slashcon (Australia)
Sharecon (SH10x)
Sherlock (Seattle)
Sirens Conference
Slashcon (AUS)
Slayage
Swancon (AUS)
Southern Media Con (VidCon until 2010)
VidUKon
Virgule
Vividcon
VegaSH Con
Wincon
Wiscon
WorldCon
ZebraCon
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strohller27 · 5 months ago
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Psst. Hey guys. There’s already a Starsky and Hutch side of Tumblr)
The S&H side of tumblr is even having a virtual Starsky and Hutch con this year:
Come bask in their gayness chemistry with us over zoom! People zoom in from literally all over the world)
Join us, you won’t be disappointed))
we have to create a starksy and hutch side of tumblr. do you understand. we will bring her back we HAVE to
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garrideb · 5 months ago
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an ad for SHareCon 2024, which will be held virtually September 27-29. Go to sharecon.net to learn more
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theoriginofcarrots · 7 months ago
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STARSKY & TORINO
We all know that Starsky's most important relationship in his life is with the Gran Torino 😜
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SATURDAY NIGHT STARSK
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This drawing was made for the ShareCon 2023's zine.
Posting these two works for the first time
Charcoal pencil drawings on paper + a few digitally added effects and cars
ALSO POSTED ON AO3 - onnakarot
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shbromance · 2 months ago
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#SHareCon 2024 will be held on the weekend of September 27th-29th, virtual only.
It's free to sign up and from the comfort of your own home!
https://sharecon.net/
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redgoldblue · 2 months ago
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🎁 <3
i'm here! i'm alive! thank you i elected to get these words into Huggy&Pete because I promised myself that would be finished in the first half of the year, which didn't happen, so now I want to get it done by SHarecon. which also may not happen, but, y'know. progress.
Pete doesn’t pick up on the dangling bait of what kind of unhappy she might be that Huggy can help with, but she does shrug expansively and allow, “Fine. But I’ll get your attention if I need anything.”
send me a 🎁 for 1 of 5 newly written lines
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dragonbornphoenix · 7 months ago
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Excerpt from my 2023 SHareCon Zine fic "And Fortune Smiled"
Hutch should have learned his lesson. Listening to Huggy's ravings never bode well. Especially when he kept singing the praises of this amazing fortune teller—someone not related to him for once—who predicted with astonishing accuracy people's love lives. As if a quack who manipulated fools could predict love! 
Hutch was fuming! Why'd he gone to a fortune teller? A fortune teller! Of all the idiotic things…! Besides, he didn't need a seer. He needed a miracle worker! 
He'd expected Madam Zatanna. Instead, he got Oberon Hemlock, a man as flamboyant as he was impressive. 
He'd swept into the dusky room in a cloud of incense, dry ice mist, and glittery purple. A magician's sequined robe swirled around him; a hat of gargantuan proportions and big glasses obscured the entirety of his face, shrouding him in mystery. 
He took Hutch's palm, looked at it, and declared in a deep, rambling voice, "You're looking for love in all the wrong places!"
Before Hutch could respond, Oberon gazed into the depths of the crystal ball in the middle of the table and boomed, "The love of your life is right in front of you!"
The jewelry he wore jingled as he moved around, and the many rings on his fingers made Hutch dizzy with the colors of their stones. 
"Tomorrow you will get your answer," Oberon's deep voice reverberated, "and a big surprise will stare you in the face!"
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olderthannetfic · 2 months ago
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SHareCon is great as always. S&H really is the slashiest.
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ao3feed-starsky-hutch · 7 months ago
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Making Time
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/X8yR7kw by ACL (actingcamplibrarian) The thing about getting shot, Starsky discovered, was that once you made it through the early days of just clinging onto existence for, uh, dear life, being stuck in the hospital left a lot of time for reflection. Words: 2169, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Starsky & Hutch Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: David Starsky, Ken Hutchinson Relationships: Ken Hutchinson/David Starsky Additional Tags: Hospitalization, Getting Together, Post-Episode: s04e22 Sweet Revenge, Episode: s04e18-19 Targets Without a Badge Parts 1-2, Episode: s03e04 I Love You Rosey Malone, Episode: s02e19 Starsky's Lady, Episode: s02e18 Survival (Starsky & Hutch), Episode: s01e22 A Coffin for Starsky, Episode: s03e19 Hutchinson for Murder One | Hutchinson: Murder One, Episode: s03e06 Death In A Different Place, Hurt David Starsky, Episode: s04e21 Starsky vs Hutch, Episode: s03e20 Foxy Lady, Episode: s02e05 Gillian, Zine: SHareCon 2023, zine fic, Coming Out, Injury Recovery, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Episode: s04e22 Sweet Revenge, Starsky's Cary Grant pyjamas, Dobey Huggy Minnie and Ma Starsky are mentioned but don't appear read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/X8yR7kw
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