Comment fic/art meme: Past/ Future
Sep. 25th, 2010 11:29 pmSummer is over, the new season has started, so we thought it was time for a new comment meme. Hopefully the first episode got you all inspired, so let those creative juices flowing! The theme this time: past and future.
Pimp it!

Remember how it al works? Check out the cuts below to refresh your memory.
How does it work?
* Comment to this post with a prompt. Your prompts can be as short or as detailed as you’d like.
Example 1: Greg gets hurt on a case, Nick freaks out.
Example 2: Schmoop!
* Scroll through the comments and when you find a prompt you like, write a fic or make art in reply to the comment.
* You don’t have to leave prompts in order to answer one, nor do you have to answer prompts in order to leave any.
What is allowed?
* You can leave as many prompts as you like, but one prompt per comment please. If you’ve got a few prompts, comment with each separately.
* More than one comment fic/ art response to a prompt is totally okay. In fact, it’s encouraged. The more fic or art, the better! :D
Rules/ Things to look out for
* When replying to a prompt with your comment fic/art, put ‘FILLED’ in your subject line, and then anything else you want (i.e. a title if you have one/ part numbers/ other info).
* Episodes that have aired are fair game. No spoilers for future episodes though. *stern look*
* No character bashing, or rudeness in general. If you have questions, please email the moderators, or send them a PM. Don’t post questions in the comments, they will be deleted.
Mod contact:
Email us at nickngreglj@gmail.com, or send us a PM.
You can also check out our earlier Comment fic/ art meme's for some nice fic and art:
* First comment meme
* Valentine edition
* Third comment meme
* Summer/ Vacation edition
* Fifth comment meme
Remember... Canon is an inspiration, fanfiction/ fanart takes the characters where they could go. Most important thing though? Have fun! So go forth and make Nick/Greg goodness. :3
And go!
Your Mods,
Sillie, BeeLikeJ, SlashxYouxUp and RustyTheTrain
Comment-fic/art masterlist:
PROMPT: Picture: Greg on the phone, by
griza
PROMPT: Picture: Greg on the phone, by
forgottenxwolf
PROMPT: Greg takes Nick shopping for a new suit, by
rusty_the_train
PROMPT: Nick and Greg go to the same college. They hate each other. Or do they?, by
lawlietcomplex
PROMPT: Nick and Greg are literally an old married couple., by
carolinecrane
Remember how it al works? Check out the cuts below to refresh your memory.
How does it work?
* Comment to this post with a prompt. Your prompts can be as short or as detailed as you’d like.
Example 1: Greg gets hurt on a case, Nick freaks out.
Example 2: Schmoop!
* Scroll through the comments and when you find a prompt you like, write a fic or make art in reply to the comment.
* You don’t have to leave prompts in order to answer one, nor do you have to answer prompts in order to leave any.
What is allowed?
* You can leave as many prompts as you like, but one prompt per comment please. If you’ve got a few prompts, comment with each separately.
* More than one comment fic/ art response to a prompt is totally okay. In fact, it’s encouraged. The more fic or art, the better! :D
Rules/ Things to look out for
* When replying to a prompt with your comment fic/art, put ‘FILLED’ in your subject line, and then anything else you want (i.e. a title if you have one/ part numbers/ other info).
* Episodes that have aired are fair game. No spoilers for future episodes though. *stern look*
* No character bashing, or rudeness in general. If you have questions, please email the moderators, or send them a PM. Don’t post questions in the comments, they will be deleted.
Mod contact:
Email us at nickngreglj@gmail.com, or send us a PM.
You can also check out our earlier Comment fic/ art meme's for some nice fic and art:
* First comment meme
* Valentine edition
* Third comment meme
* Summer/ Vacation edition
* Fifth comment meme
Remember... Canon is an inspiration, fanfiction/ fanart takes the characters where they could go. Most important thing though? Have fun! So go forth and make Nick/Greg goodness. :3
And go!
Your Mods,
Sillie, BeeLikeJ, SlashxYouxUp and RustyTheTrain
Comment-fic/art masterlist:
PROMPT: Picture: Greg on the phone, by
PROMPT: Picture: Greg on the phone, by
PROMPT: Greg takes Nick shopping for a new suit, by
PROMPT: Nick and Greg go to the same college. They hate each other. Or do they?, by
PROMPT: Nick and Greg are literally an old married couple., by
no subject
Date: 2010-09-25 09:45 pm (UTC)Re: FILLED (2/2)
Date: 2010-09-26 02:30 pm (UTC)Re: FILLED (2/2)
Date: 2010-09-27 05:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-25 10:11 pm (UTC)Filled! :B
Date: 2010-09-26 06:10 am (UTC)That day Greg was looking for some chem book that he needed when he saw him trough the bookshelf. There he was, talking happily with some random chick. What was he doing at the library, anyway? Football players were supposed to be, well, in football fields. Or dressing rooms. Or anywhere else but libraries. The chick left a moment later, walking away swinging her hips, with Stokes looking at her butt. He sighed heavily, remembering, once more, why he hated that guy so much.
He continued taking some books and tried to find a table. But all of them were occupied, except for the one where Stokes was. He sighed heavily in anticipation.
- I need to use this table - he said bitterly, looking at him. Nick just smiled.
- well, I don't know if you noticed, but I'm using it
- Oh really? For what? Bringing dumb chicks and make them believe you're smart? - he spitted out, realizing a second later what he had just said. Nick' smile widened.
- I don't have to make them believe that. Everybody knows I am - he said, patting the chair next to him - but it would be a great pleasure to have your company, Sanders. Here, take a seat and blind me with your knowledge - Greg eye-darted him before leaving the books on the table and taking a seat - so… - Nick lowered his voice, leaning closer to Greg - what are we studying, Einstein?
- Chemistry. And I'm not studying with you
- Why not? I can read it aloud for you
- No, thanks
- I can make notes about this other book
- I can do it myself…
- What if I read with you?
- Stop it
- Oh c'mon, it will be easier if you have someone to talk about what you just read…
- Would you just shut up? - Greg said, looking slightly exasperated- you're supposed to be quiet in the library… but, well, I guess football players doesn't know that.. since they're not frequent around here…
- Hey, hey Greggo, I'm studying here as well, Forensic Science in case you wonder - Nick said, becoming serious all of a sudden - I think you have a bad perception of me… and if you want a quiet place to study, you can always go to your dorm… or mine - Greg looked at him and arched a brow. Ok, seriously, was Nicholas Stokes always that desperate?
Yeah, right, Nick had always messed up with him, saying, well, things, and acting how he was acting today, but, inviting him to his room… that had never happened before.
- You're not being serious, right?...
~~~
That day seemed so far now. Sometimes, he can't believe he hated him so much. And as he sees his sleeping figure, he smiles at the memory that suddenly came to his mind.
That day, he didn't know he would stop hating Nicholas Stokes.
Re: Filled! :B
Date: 2010-09-27 05:33 am (UTC)Thanks for playing!
no subject
Date: 2010-09-25 10:17 pm (UTC)Filled (Hope this is okay and sorta what you wanted...)
Date: 2010-09-25 10:46 pm (UTC)Present
Greg had for the last 20 minutes been stuck on the phone with his mother. He had woken up with a nasty case of hangovers, beer bottles next to his bed and the memories of something he couldn't quite place. He had picked up the phone and fought with his T-shirt while trying to sound interesting. For some reason he had to wear clothes when talking to people on the phone and that's how he had ended where he was. Suddenly he noticed that the door was half open to the bathroom and what he saw made him forget everything about his mother and the fatal incident with the insect spray and Papa Olaf's flowers.
Past
Nick and Greg stumbled out of cab, Greg nearly ended up in the flower bed, and almost crawled their way up to the front door of Greg's place. After many tries, Greg fnially managed to open the door and they were inside. Laughing they fell/sat down on the couch. Greg was happy. Nick was here and they were alone. Oh yes! Beer! Greg got up, ventured out in the kitchen and managed to get two beers after fighting with the fridge door, got back and handed Nick his beer. Nick grinned, grabbed Greg's tie and pulled him down for a full-on snog.
They were still snogging when they fell on the bed, clothing being ripped off while moans and hands were exploring...
Future
Greg watched as the water ran down Nick's body. The closed eyes as Nick enjoyed the water and his dazzling 'Happy Nick' smile. Then Nicky looked at him and winked.
"Mum, talk later. I got a hot Texan to deal with!"
The protests of his mother were ignored as Greg took his clothes off and went to show what winking did to a hangovered and horny Greg.
Re: Filled (Hope this is okay and sorta what you wanted...)
Date: 2010-09-27 05:35 am (UTC)Hee, this is very nice. Thanks for playing!
FILLED
Date: 2010-09-25 11:26 pm (UTC)Greg was worried about Nick, it had been a week since Nick was released from the hospital. The older man had been buried alive and he wanted nothing to do with anyone. Greg picked up the phone and dialed the number.
“Hey, this is Nick, leave me a message.” Greg sighed as he hung up the phone. The younger man tried again three times before he finally got an answer, “Greg?” Greg bit back a sigh as he heard the man hold back his own emotion. “Nick what’s wrong?”
Nick sighed, “I wish you left me in that box to die. I let everyone down again.” Greg slide down the side of the bed in shock, “What do you mean Nick?” Nick didn’t answer. “Nick what do you mean by that?!” Nick hesitated, “I can’t sleep without seeing the box, why do you care anyway? It’s not anyone would have missed me.”
Greg look toward the corner of his room and was pissed, “WHAT ARE TALKING ABOUT?! THE WHOLE LAB WOULD MISS YOU! I would miss you…” Greg said the last part in a low whisper. Nick snorted, “You’re a good liar Greggo.” Greg sighed rubbing his head, “Nick, I’m not lying. Just listen, Nick, I love you, you’re one of my best friends. Nick I need you.”
Nick let out a bitter laugh, “No one loves me…” Greg started to feel frustrated and it showed on his face, “Nick shut up! ? I’ll be over in fifteen minutes.” Greg slammed the phone down and grabbed all his stuff including a night bag.
He got to Nicks house and pounded on the door. When there was no answer he pulled out his spare key and unlocked the door. Nick was sitting on the couch beer bottles spread over the coffee table and floor, Nick was staring down the barrel of a loaded gun.
Greg wordlessly went to the couch and took the gun from Nick and unloaded the gun, “Nick you are a complete and total idiot.” Nick looked away ashamed, “No one would care, besides I only see the box if I close my eyes.”
Greg pulled the other into his arms, “I would care Nick, I love you, I told you that. Now lets get you to bed.” Greg pulled the older man to his feet and led him to one of the bed rooms. Once Nick was situated on the bed he went to leave but Nick called out, “Please don’t go.” Greg sighed, “I won’t.”
Greg crawled into the bed and pulled Nick close to him, “Go to sleep.” Nick sighed happily, “Thank you and Greg… Love you too.” Greg petted Nick’s hair with a goofy grin on his face as Nick fell asleep.
Re: FILLED
Date: 2010-09-27 05:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-26 09:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-27 04:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-27 05:31 am (UTC)Filled (Ha! Bet you didn't think you'd see me here!)
Date: 2010-10-03 03:43 am (UTC)A hand appeared in front of Nick before he could finish his sentence, and he shook his head and closed his own hand around the item in question. "Glasses. Thanks."
Warm lips brushed his cheek, a hand on the small of his back for balance as Greg leaned past him to pick up his coffee. "You left them in the bathroom again. I don't know what you'd do without me."
"Wander around squinting at everything," Nick answered, grinning at the look that got him. "Lucky for me, I can see you just fine."
Greg rolled his eyes and picked up the paper. "I can't believe I fell for those cheesy lines of yours. I must have been really easy."
"Yeah, you were," Nick said, pouring a cup of coffee for himself and sitting down across the table from Greg. "That's what I liked about you."
"I thought you married me for my great genes."
"No, it was pretty much convenience." Nick stole the sports section while Greg was busy glaring indignantly at him. "I mean, it's not like you meet a lot of normal people in law enforcement. I had to take what I could get. Ben probably appreciates your good genes, though."
"You're aware that he's not our biological son, right?" Greg asked, reaching out to snatch the sports section back. Nick laughed and settled for the local news.
"Well, yeah, but you helped him with his homework. I couldn't have gotten him through high school Calculus, let alone all that advanced Physics stuff in college."
Nick grinned at the memory of late night consultations over the phone, Greg pacing the kitchen while he talked to their kid about his science projects. He grinned all over again when he remembered the way they used to react when he referred to Ben's research as 'his science projects'; he never did understand any of it, but he never minded listening to Greg and their kid geek out over a language they both spoke. Now that Ben had his own kids to get through Calculus he appreciated Greg's help even more, and Nick was proud that they'd raised a kid who was thoughtful enough to let his father know it.
"So you really didn't marry me for my stunning good looks?" Greg asked, and when Nick looked up and saw his dangerous expression he did his best to stifle a laugh.
"Course I did, G," he answered, reaching out to catch Greg's hand and squeeze it. "Now either hand over the sports section or read me the scores. Actually, just read me the scores. Are they starting to print the paper even smaller or what?"
"I'm calling and making you an eye appointment on Monday," Greg said, but he shook the sports section open and flipped to the college football section. "You need a new prescription."
"I'll just lose those glasses like I lose these."
"That's why you have me, idiot," Greg answered.
Re: Filled (Ha! Bet you didn't think you'd see me here!)
Date: 2010-10-03 06:34 am (UTC)And you're right about it being a surprise YOU wrote it. An extra special surprise:) I've had such an intense week, this was just what I needed. Thank you.
Re: Filled (Ha! Bet you didn't think you'd see me here!)
Date: 2010-10-03 01:38 pm (UTC)I'm sorry your week has been so weird; glad I could help make it a little better. :)
Re: Filled (Ha! Bet you didn't think you'd see me here!)
Date: 2010-10-03 11:02 am (UTC)Re: Filled (Ha! Bet you didn't think you'd see me here!)
Date: 2010-10-03 01:37 pm (UTC)Re: Filled (Ha! Bet you didn't think you'd see me here!)
Date: 2010-10-03 11:29 am (UTC)Re: Filled (Ha! Bet you didn't think you'd see me here!)
Date: 2010-10-03 01:36 pm (UTC)Re: Filled (Ha! Bet you didn't think you'd see me here!)
Date: 2010-10-03 06:06 pm (UTC)Re: Filled (Ha! Bet you didn't think you'd see me here!)
Date: 2010-10-03 08:24 pm (UTC)Re: Filled (Ha! Bet you didn't think you'd see me here!)
Date: 2010-10-04 02:52 pm (UTC)<3
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Date: 2010-10-05 12:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-15 04:31 am (UTC)no subject
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