Subtext is everything

Title: Elementary Chemistry - Invisible
Fandom: CSI
Rating: PG
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. CSI belongs to CBS, and other copyright holders.
Summary: Foreplay to the tune of Lab Rat.

Notes/Warning: Crack!Fic, meaning you need to be high/inebriated/drunk/far-from-sober to be able to survive this. Crossposted like mad to csi_slash. Fake cut links to my LJ.

( back to basics... )

Title: As it Became Dusk (Prologue/?)
Pairing: Greg/Nick
Rating: R/NC-17? (for disturbing themes)
Summary: There are two of them on this journey. It might be easier if they're actually living in the same State.
Warnings/Dislaimers/Spoilers: Futurefic. Warning for themes of disability, accidents, and violence.

( It's going to be hard, but no one's told him how hard )

Title: I Have Ate Grass
Rating: R.
Summary: An alternate history. Between seminars and roadtrips and puking, there's a friendship blossoming. It's cliche time, people.
Notes: For the 'Sick' challenge over at ngchallenge.

( off to see the wizard... )

Title: A Case of Sniffles
Rating: NC-17 for added smut
Warnings/Spoilers: Might not be comprehensible.
Summary: "You hate me or something?" Greg asks.

Notes: Written under the influence... literally. And it's not every time I get to write this in a hospital ward and trying to hide this from the nurses, which accounts for the 'sniffles' theme, and the morbidity of it all. So it might not make sense, and you might just want to skip this. Apologies for the typos an' all. But if you're brave enough to indulge me... *g* make my day!



( Sometimes Greg wonders... )

Title: Attack of the Rebel Virus
Rating: PG/PG-13 for language?
Summary: David Hodges is ill. What is a lab to do?

Note: Slight craziness to follow when having fun with the characters. Crack!fic-cy almost...


(In sickness and...)



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Title: In Search of Light
Rating: R/NC-17? (for disturbing themes)
Summary: "That which doesn't kill you, just makes you want to die." - Riding in Cars with Boys
Warnings/Dislaimers/Spoilers: Futurefic. Warning for themes of disability, accidents, and violence. May also contain medical inaccuracies.

Note: My attempt at really physically injuring the boys, and therefore may not sit well with a lot of people.


(He dresses in silence...)



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Title: Conflict of Interest, pt. 3
Rating: NC-17 (smuttage).
Warnings/Spoilers: Follows part 1 and part 2. Futurefic.
Summary: In which Greg's relative comes to visit. Nick and Greg finds themselves in a pickle.

Note: Sleep does wonders to the brain, giving nice dreams about the boys, for example.I'm submitting this as part of the masturbation challenge at ngchallenge for a tinny bit of it. I don't know whether it qualifies as one, but it sure is fun writing it.



(Three is a crowd)

Title: "Desperate Much?"
Rating: R (or NC-17?)
Warnings/Spoilers: Not so much crack!fic as what-the-hyell?fic
Summary: Greg is desperate to go home. But someone is even more desperate. For ngchallenge 'masturbation challenge'

Note: Apparently, the longer wakefulness reigns, the weirder the fics get. Bring on the rotten tomatoes, I say.

( hmmmmm.... )

Title: Conflict of Interest
Rating: R/NC-17 (pre-porn).
Warnings/Spoilers: Nope. Pre-porn. As in 'the-calm-before-the-porn'. Futurefic.
Summary: Opposites attract. Years and years later, the boys find themselves knee-deep in paperwork; an imminent promotion for Greg and Nick's delegated to coffee duty.


(Nick finds Greg curled at the end of the couch...)

Title: Charity is the Best Policy, part 3
Challenge: The Clothing Challenge (or for the lack of it)
Rating: NC-17 (porn!)
Summary: At home. Alone.
Warnings/Spoilers: My First Porn (tm). No biggie spoilers. Maybe "Play with Fire", but blink and you'll miss it. Would probably make sense if part 1 & part 2 are read first... but, hey.


(The keys had barely landed in the little bowl...)

Note: So, I bit. The bullet. And extricated myself from my safe, tried and tested PG-13-land and ventured out to try my hand at porn. It won't be nice, and treat this as a secondary disclaimer, that if it doesn't satisfy... you've been duly warned. And now, I shall slither back to fake-innocence-dom once more. Ta!

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