I don't have much to give at the moment, but I have some things I want to point out.
For some really oldschool romy fanfiction, this arhive is really good at down home charm:
http://tellingstories.net/rogue/(sorry any romy-hater out there)
In the library, bella bayards fanfic "Rogue's Gambit" doesn't have all the chapters. I know the fanfiction is in two versions, one with a (PG-13)
rationg, and a different one with (NC-17 Version) rating.
All the chapters to the (PG-13) can be found here:
http://tellingstories.net/rogue/fanfic/cartoons/gambit/The (NC-17)-version is almost impossible to find, I think maybe I have saved it on the computer.
I know bella bayard have changed her mail, but I ahven't had the time to try to find the new one.
Same thing with "Free for a Second" by Vicki Lew and Caroline Dillon, all the chapters aren't there in the library.
The chapters can be found here:
http://www.fanfiction.net/u/86992/southernefxSeven Sunningdale x-men evolution fanfic "Giddy" and "Love of my life" is one of the most popular on fanfiction.net, it would be intresting to have it on the library...to contact the auther or see the stories, you can find it here:
http://www.fanfiction.net/u/332046/Seven_SunningdaleAnd speaking about Valerie Jones, I think you missed a spot :-) I found this fanfic on the net a long time ago and when I searched about really old fanfiction
, If it's a work of valerie, then you can always ask her ^^''
Cold Fire
by Valerie Jones
#It was long after midnight
#When we got to unconditional love
#She said sure, my heart is boundless
#But don't push my limits too far
Jean wasn't sure where the music was coming from, but the words
drifted out of the darkness like an echo of the discord that filled her
mind. She knew she shouldn't be listening in, but she found it
almost impossible to shut the strident voices out. They
reverberated through her thoughts, eliciting sympathetic pangs for
the suffering of her friends.
"How long y' gon' play dese games, chere?"
"Ya think this is a *game*?"
"Ain't it?"
"Ya tried ta kiss me, and you're accusing *me* of playin' games?
We've been through this one before, Remy! You can't touch me
an' ah can't touch you. That's nevah gonna change."
Sadly, Jean thought of the Z'Noxx filter mounted in a chamber
beneath the mansion, and wondered if Rogue realized what she was
saying.
"Maybe so, Rogue. Y' know dat don' matter ta me."
"Then how come ya tried ta kiss me? Huh? Tell me that."
"Guess I must jus' be a fool, chere. I thought y' might want t' be
kissed."
Jean closed her eyes and pressed her palms against her temples.
The mournful music continued, drifting in with the breeze that
ruffled her bedroom curtains. Needing reassurance, she reached
over to touch her sleeping husband's back. His warm skin was
comforting beneath her fingertips.
#I said if love is so transcendant
#I don't understand these boundaries
#She said just don't disappoint me-
#You know how complex women are
#I'll be around
#If you don't let me down
#Too far
"That's not *fair*, Remy! You can't expect me ta deal with this all
the time! It's not possible for us. Why can't ya just accept that?"
"Because we can *find* a way!"
"Why don't ya can the `love conquers all' crap! You keep sayin'
that, but ah haven't heard ya jumpin' at the chance ta explain about
Seattle, now have ah?"
"Dis got not'ing t' do wit' Seattle."
"This has everything ta do with Seattle!"
"No, chere. Dis about you tryin' t' put limits on our relationship."
"*Ah'm* just tryin' ta be honest. You're the one that's still lyin',
Remy. An' ah'm just not sure how much longer ah can live like
this."
#It was just before sunrise
#When we started on traditional roles
#She said sure, I'll be your partner
#But don't make too many demands
Jean looked over at her husband's still form. In the pre-dawn
dimness, she could barely make out the line of his face in profile
and she smiled. That was one of the things she treasured so much
about their marriage. They were partners, no matter what roles
they were called on to play. Tonight, she was so grateful for that
bond that she wanted to cry. The tears welled in her eyes as the
music played on.
#I said if love has these conditions
#I don't understand those songs you love
#She said this is not a love song
#This isn't fantasy-land
#I'll be around
#If you don't push me down
#Too far
"What happened t' all dat y' said before about not'ing bein' able t'
change how y' feel about me?"
"Nothin' that ya did in the past *can* change how ah feel. But how
do ya think it makes me feel when ya won't talk ta me?"
"Rogue, I'll tell y' absolutely anyt'ing y' wan' know `bout de past."
"You. . . will?"
"Jus' take off y' gloves."
"No! How could ya even suggest such a thing?!"
"It's de only condition I got. Y' wan' know about my past, fine.
I'll be happy t' tell y'. But it's got t' be dis way."
"Why? Because ya have some romantic notion of us sharin' our
souls or somethin'? Well, ya can forget that! I'd be sharin' your
soul all right, an' you'd be a vegetable! This ain't a fairytale."
#Don't go too far-
#The phosphorescent wave on a tropical sea
#Is a cold fire
"But maybe it can be a fairytale, neh? If y' wan' it to."
#Don't cross the line-
#The pattern of moonlight on the bedroom floor
#Is a cold fire
"Oh, no. Ah've been down this road before, an' it doesn't lead ta
anythin' but a heartache. Ah'm not gonna do this ta mahself
again."
#Don't let me down-
#The flame at the heart of a pawnbroker's diamond
#Is a cold fire
"If y' won' take de risk, chere, how are y' ever gon' know what y'
coulda had?"
#Don't break the spell-
#The look in your eyes as you head for the door
#Is a cold fire
"This ain't gettin' us anywhere. Ah'm goin' ta bed. It's late."
"So y' jus' gon' walk away?"
"Ah have ta get up early, sugah. We can talk more tomorrow."
#Love is blind if you are gentle
"We c'n talk more tonight, too, chere. Dere's not'ing we can't
work out."
"Goodnight, Remy."
#Love can turn to a long, cold burn
The last note faded away as Scott stirred. He turned his head to
look at Jean.
"Honey, are you all right?"
She could only shake her head as the sobs she'd been holding back
burst forth. Without another word, Scott slid over to her and
gathered her up in his arms. He held her tightly, stroking her hair.
"What's wrong?"
Jean wrapped her arms more tightly around his neck. "Just hold
me, Scott. Just. . . touch me."
The End
happy easter everyone!
/winterwolfen
