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Substitute by Jen (NC-17)
Fandom: CSI: CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATION
Pairing: Gil Grissom/Nick Stokes
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
damerel
Author Website: http://www.iphicles.org.uk/
Why this must be read:
I like the dark fics in this fandom, the ones that strip the characters bare and reveal what makes them tick, even if what makes them tick isn't particularly savoury. I like the angst, the despair and most of all the fics that explore exactly what the effect of dealing with the worst of human misery day, in day out can have on a person.
And while I'm not normally a huge fan of AUs, I have to admit that this particularly AU scenario intrigued me.
In this AU, Nick is a rentboy but don't let that fool you. This isn't Pretty Woman, or the slash version. This fic is all about Gil. It's a character piece, and an intriguing one at that, and Nick is barely there. He's more a cypher than anything else, a temptation that Gil can't resist no matter how destructive it could be. As such, it works really well, flaying Gil's character bare in a way that's satisfying to the reader, if not Gil himself. It's about addiction and risk taking and the need to stop thinking for a while, no matter the cost. After all, Gil used to ride rollercoasters, but what do you do when that safety net is removed?
The writing is nice and fluid and carries the story along, and the author pulls no punches. All of Gil's weaknesses are exposed - most of all to himself - leaving both Gil and the reader a little raw and down at the end. Very satisfying.
He'd tried meditating when he was younger, but all that had happened was that his sense of self had been drowned by his thoughts. Until he'd discovered rollercoasters and his fascination with the rhythm and the thrill of the ride, he'd resigned himself to the fact that he had no way to switch himself off. He hadn't realized how often he'd started to ride them, nor how important they had become. Until four days ago, when his liberation had become just another tawdry fairground attraction.<'lj-cut>
Substitute
Pairing: Gil Grissom/Nick Stokes
Author on LJ:
damerelAuthor Website: http://www.iphicles.org.uk/
Why this must be read:
I like the dark fics in this fandom, the ones that strip the characters bare and reveal what makes them tick, even if what makes them tick isn't particularly savoury. I like the angst, the despair and most of all the fics that explore exactly what the effect of dealing with the worst of human misery day, in day out can have on a person.
And while I'm not normally a huge fan of AUs, I have to admit that this particularly AU scenario intrigued me.
In this AU, Nick is a rentboy but don't let that fool you. This isn't Pretty Woman, or the slash version. This fic is all about Gil. It's a character piece, and an intriguing one at that, and Nick is barely there. He's more a cypher than anything else, a temptation that Gil can't resist no matter how destructive it could be. As such, it works really well, flaying Gil's character bare in a way that's satisfying to the reader, if not Gil himself. It's about addiction and risk taking and the need to stop thinking for a while, no matter the cost. After all, Gil used to ride rollercoasters, but what do you do when that safety net is removed?
The writing is nice and fluid and carries the story along, and the author pulls no punches. All of Gil's weaknesses are exposed - most of all to himself - leaving both Gil and the reader a little raw and down at the end. Very satisfying.
He'd tried meditating when he was younger, but all that had happened was that his sense of self had been drowned by his thoughts. Until he'd discovered rollercoasters and his fascination with the rhythm and the thrill of the ride, he'd resigned himself to the fact that he had no way to switch himself off. He hadn't realized how often he'd started to ride them, nor how important they had become. Until four days ago, when his liberation had become just another tawdry fairground attraction.<'lj-cut>
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