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crack_van2006-02-28 09:27 pm
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Even Butterflies Rest by Connecticut Junkie (PG)
This is it for me, cats and kittens. It’s been a fun month. I hope y’all enjoyed these fics (or at least didn’t gag on them too much) as much as I enjoyed picking them out.
Fandom: X-MEN COMICVERSE
Pairing: Wolverine/Jubilee
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: N/A
Why this must be read:
This is yet another UXM #423 fic. It’s a short one, but I think it’s a really honest look at Logan and Jubilee. Whether you see their relationship as paternal, a working partnership or as Nabokovian, at its base, this is what it’s all about. She loves him. He leaves her. They both know it. Neither one of them can change it. So, they do what they do best. He pulls away. She makes jokes to make it easier for him.
“They almost took it all,” he points out, and brushes the hair from her eyes. Long now. As long as their separation.
“Chill,” she says, her fingers sliding along his chiseled, familiar face. “It ain’t like we’re not familiar with the crucifixion scene.”
“Never wanted you to be on the other end.”
“Full circles don’t have ends,” she points out. Manages to poke her tongue out at him. Brief flash of memory, of Hell on Rollerblades, bubble-gum chomping, music blaring, tearing through the mansion and tearing through his life. Youth epitomized.
Then it’s gone, and she becomes the young woman she now is. The past can only be revisited; lost time cannot be returned. It should mean more to her than to him, for she has less of it. He reminds himself that now is not the time to dwell on the things that were, or to agonize over the things he should have done.
Even Butterflies Rest
Fandom: X-MEN COMICVERSE
Pairing: Wolverine/Jubilee
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: N/A
Why this must be read:
This is yet another UXM #423 fic. It’s a short one, but I think it’s a really honest look at Logan and Jubilee. Whether you see their relationship as paternal, a working partnership or as Nabokovian, at its base, this is what it’s all about. She loves him. He leaves her. They both know it. Neither one of them can change it. So, they do what they do best. He pulls away. She makes jokes to make it easier for him.
“They almost took it all,” he points out, and brushes the hair from her eyes. Long now. As long as their separation.
“Chill,” she says, her fingers sliding along his chiseled, familiar face. “It ain’t like we’re not familiar with the crucifixion scene.”
“Never wanted you to be on the other end.”
“Full circles don’t have ends,” she points out. Manages to poke her tongue out at him. Brief flash of memory, of Hell on Rollerblades, bubble-gum chomping, music blaring, tearing through the mansion and tearing through his life. Youth epitomized.
Then it’s gone, and she becomes the young woman she now is. The past can only be revisited; lost time cannot be returned. It should mean more to her than to him, for she has less of it. He reminds himself that now is not the time to dwell on the things that were, or to agonize over the things he should have done.
Even Butterflies Rest
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ICON LOFF!! *attacks, molests, cuts the eyeballs out of your icon with much much Wincott/Crow loff*
Ahem. Sorry.
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