CSI:NY Slashed! - Fanfiction, Fanimation & Fanart

Thank you to everyone on my f-list for subscribing to this LJ. :) I appreciate it, and it always makes me happy to see that the Danny/Flack luv is going as strong as ever. And not only that, csiny_sl is almost two years old! Yeah, I know, I missed the first anniversary by months. I figured I'd have a belated celebration of sorts with this very special art post that also happens to be some colored sketches for my story, Nine Months. :3 (No, it's not the triple-X one, you pervs. *lol* That has to be friends-locked.)

Hmm, I just realized that if you haven't read Nine Months yet, this art post will be kinda spoilery for it. Oh well. :P

If you are somehow allergic to pictures of a baby and loving daddies cuddling their baby girl, then please to not be clicking on the LJ cut. But if you aren't ...

( Take a sneak peek into Flack's photo diary! )

Yesh. I've signed up for NaNoWriMo this year. And yesh. Indeed, I have picked the CSI:NY/CSI:LV crossover plot as the story. Thank goodness it allows writers to jot out plots and outlines before writing the real thing. I'm all set to write the dang thing!

You know what this means, right? November's in over two weeks' time or something. This means, by November, I'll be trying my best to finish up Atop the Broken Universal Clock, One Week AND Sweet Love. I think I can do it. One Week will finish in ... three more installments anyway. *g* And Sweet Love, only two. AtBUC, however ... hmmm. We'll see how things go. I am teh ebil and like to keep you all waiting.

Anyways, I'm updating AtBUC next. It's a really dark chapter, even for me, which is why it's taking me a while to write it out. So while you guys wait for it, here's another impromptu post-Nine Months drabbly thingy, featuring Mac and Danielle. Yes, you read correctly.

( “Mrs. Hillybilly, would you like some more tea?” )

Yep. It's another post-Nine Months story. *g* I don't think it's absolutely necessary to read it for this to make sense. This story takes place about 1 1/2 years after Nine Months. Danny and Flack tackle the Big Question!

Fandom: CSI:NY
Author: Kimmychu
Rating: FRT (Gasp!)
Pairing: Danny/Flack
Content Warning: Hmm. Cute overload.
Spoilers: Naah. Just for my story, Nine Months.
Summary: “Bah-ba, where do babies come from?”
Disclaimer: Danielle technically belongs to me. Since Danny and Flack’s DNA is inside her … does that technically make them mine too?


( The very first time Danny asked his parents how babies came about, he guessed he was around six years old. )

Yeah. I think One Week will be one updated next.

Yep. I'm gonna be away for a little while, so updates for One Week and Atop the Broken Universal Clock will have to wait. But not too long, don't worry. ;> In the meantime, here are some more drabbly stuff that are post-Nine Months. It's not necessary to read that story, but some minor things in the following drabbles might not make sense. :P

( i. Cherry Poppin' Good )
( ii. Helium Man )
( iii. Michelin Baby )
( iv. I Dream of Danielle )

See ya all soon! :>

For those who enjoyed Nine Months, here's a short and fluffy and all-around mushy story for ya. Just something impromptu. I am still definitely considering a sequel, although I've yet to think out a storyline for it. Who wants to throw ideas at me? *g*


Danielle gurgled happily, and patted at Danny’s chin with one of her tiny hands. Danny let the baby play with his goatee, smiling softly. His little girl loved rubbing her hands against his lower jaw, chin and mouth.

Just like her other daddy.

“So when do ya think she’ll start talkin’?” Flack asked with a mouth full of pizza. He was dressed in nothing but a pair of white boxers with big, red hearts printed on it, and a pair of black socks. And he had one of his ghastly striped ties around his neck because Danielle was playing with it earlier that morning. On anybody else, Danny would have thought the whole mishmash was ridiculous. But Flack, he looked good in anything. His suit combos were perfect testament to that.

“Well … she’s ‘bout six months old now. ” Danny lifted the baby off his chest for moment to resettle her higher up so he could nuzzle her chubby cheeks. “It’ll be at least another six or somethin’ before she will.”

“Better enjoy the wordless burbles now, ‘cos when she says that first word …” The homicide detective made a whistling sound, then undulated his arm like a roller coaster. “We’ll never hear the end of it.”

Danny cackled. “C’mon, she won’t be like that.”

( “Yeah, have you realized lately that we have a daughter?” )

Fandom: CSI:NY
Author: Kimmychu
Rating: FRAO (Most definito.)
Pairing: Danny/Flack
Content Warning: Uber-cracktasticness. And I mean, uber. Unless it’s your thing, of course. I can’t actually mention the exact form of crack in the story, but the title should give you a clue.
Spoilers: Nada. Except maybe a teeny one for Blood, Sweat & Tears. And Run Silent, Run Deep. And Fare Game.
Summary: Danny and Flack equals two. What do two tough New York detectives do when they end up experiencing something impossible to the male species, and up the equation to three?
Disclaimer: After this ... I’d be amazed if the TPTB even allow the characters to come within a hundred feet of me, bwahahahah!

( Month 9 ... )

Yep. One crack fic down, another one to complete with just one final chapter for To DD or Not to DD. Then, I'll work wholly on Atop a Broken Universal Clock. Seems to be the most popular story now. You angst freaks, you. *bg*

Whoa. The story ... is DONE. Mwahahahahah! I can't believe it, the most cracktastic one gets finished first! Thanks for the comments so far, everybody. I appreciate them. By the way, the cement thing? I knew a person who really had that when she was pregnant. *g* This installment is way too big, so I'm cutting it into two posts.

Fandom: CSI:NY
Author: Kimmychu
Rating: FRAO (Most definito.)
Pairing: Danny/Flack
Content Warning: Uber-cracktasticness. And I mean, uber. Unless it’s your thing, of course. I can’t actually mention the exact form of crack in the story, but the title should give you a clue.
Spoilers: Nada. Except maybe a teeny one for Blood, Sweat & Tears. And Run Silent, Run Deep. And Fare Game.
Summary: Danny and Flack equals two. What do two tough New York detectives do when they end up experiencing something impossible to the male species, and up the equation to three?
Disclaimer: After this ... I’d be amazed if the TPTB even allow the characters to come within a hundred feet of me, bwahahahah!

( Month 7 ... )

Concludes in the next post!

The madness ... continues! How ironic that it would be the most cracktastic story I've written so far that'll be completed first. :P By the way, please that note: this is just for laughs. Not "Oh my gosh, this doesn't happen in real life! It's not even canon!" Well, DUH. X3

I must admit this story was not only inspired by the thread at TalkCSI forums, but also this story of a Chinese man who claimed he was the world's first pregnant man. I remember that, on the website showing info about the male pregnancy project and photos of the guy, there was a pic of him in just his undies with a very pregnant belly. On a Times magazine cover. However, the whole thing was discovered to be a fraud later on. Heh.

Fandom: CSI:NY
Author: Kimmychu
Rating: FRAO (Most definito.)
Pairing: Danny/Flack
Content Warning: Uber-cracktasticness. And I mean, uber. Unless it’s your thing, of course. I can’t actually mention the exact form of crack in the story, but the title should give you a clue.
Spoilers: Nada. Except maybe a teeny one for Blood, Sweat & Tears. And Run Silent, Run Deep. And Fare Game.
Summary: Danny and Flack equals two. What do two tough New York detectives do when they end up experiencing something impossible to the male species, and up the equation to three?
Disclaimer: After this ... I’d be amazed if the TPTB even allow the characters to come within a hundred feet of me, bwahahahah!

( Month 4 ... )

Hurrah, my third CSI:NY story in the making! This’ll be a short one, so it completes in only two more installments. If you’ve read To DD or Not to DD, then ya know I have a tendency to write cracktastic, humorous stuff. At least, I hope it’s funny. X3 I hope this story will make you laugh too. It’s probably way more cracky than the DD story, so … if it’s not your thing, I don’t blame ya for being afraid of it, bwahahah. But! If you enjoy the story and get a good laugh from it, I’m happy with that. :>

Fandom: CSI:NY
Author: Kimmychu
Rating: FRAO (Most definito.)
Pairing: Danny/Flack
Content Warning: Uber-cracktasticness. And I mean, uber. Unless it’s your thing, of course. I can’t actually mention the exact form of crack in the story, but the title should give you a clue.
Spoilers: Nada. Except maybe a teeny one for Blood, Sweat & Tears. And Run Silent, Run Deep. And Fare Game.
Summary: Danny and Flack equals two. What do two tough New York detectives do when they end up experiencing something impossible to the male species, and up the equation to three?
Disclaimer: After this ... I’d be amazed if the TPTB even allow the characters to come within a hundred feet of me, bwahahahah!

( The beginning ... )

>w> Yesh. I am insane. I know. This story was highly inspired by the awesome cracktasticness that is the Danny/Flack shipper thread over at TalkCSI forums. :D Thanks, guys. You ROCK the Humor Boat!