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I didn't quite meet my optimistic hope to get another chapter out on Friday, but 4 days late is forgivable - right? *hides* 😂
💭Jay pushes to regain a memory, but will the results be all she was hoping for? 💭
Memories, chapter 21 of my Endless Summer fic La Huerta
Im steadily getting closer to the end with this one. Still on track for a final chapter count of 30.
Wish Upon a Star
Chapter 3: Terra Incognita
Endless Summer post-canon, Vaanu ending / deep space AU / Jake x F!MC / hurt no comfort
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He hoped to hear her voice once again, something else than the dreadful message she left them all those years ago, but her answer did not come in words. Instead, what came was a faint echo of her laughter, a memory of the way she looked at him that afternoon after they got married, when they both thought they still had tomorrow. His knees buckled underneath him. She loved him—was glad he found her—was proud of him. Proud. Like he’d done something with his life other than refuse to let go of her. Jake McKenzie stood still on this alien world two and a half million light-years from home with his hands hanging useless at his sides, and cried like a child into a sealed helmet where he couldn’t even wipe his face.
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Wish Upon a Star
Chapter 2: In Absentia
Endless Summer post-canon, Vaanu ending / deep space AU / Jake x F!MC / hurt no comfort
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Two suns. Twin shadows. Two pairs of moons. Everything here came two by two, holding hands. And stayed that way a good few billion years, just to rub it in his face. And then between all these pairs, there was a lonely little rock, Vaanu’s planet, the one where the other half of his heart had to be. Barely a speck of purple light when he first saw it, so small on the viewport he could cover it with his thumb. This your home, Slimer? You keepin’ my girl in a nice neighborhood?
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I was asked how long I could sit on my next chapter once it was finished - and I guess I have my answer 🤣
'Symbols' Chapter 20 of my Endless Summer continuation fic La Huerta just posted, making a grand total of two chapters this week. I'm hoping to aim for next Friday for the next one but will have to see how well life decides to play with that.
(Images belong to Choices, not me)
Due to the length of my fic I have permission from the WIP Big Bang 'finish your sh*t' mods to start posting again in July rather than August.
So here is Chapter 19 of La Huerta, Part 3 of Across the Stars where we have another sunny bonding day for our pair and the group
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Wish Upon a Star
Chapter 1: Per Aspera ad Astra
Endless Summer post-canon, Vaanu ending / deep space AU / Jake x F!MC / hurt no comfort
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You cannot frighten a man with a fall if he’d already hit the ground. Thirty years ago, the universe took Jake's wife away, leaving behind a hole torn in the sky. When a signal starts repeating from the other side of the void--every year and a day, without fail--he knows exactly who is asking for help. Project Perseus is a one-way ticket to a dead planet in the Andromeda galaxy. For the rest of the crew, it's a suicide mission. For Jake, it's the only chance to get her back.
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Consider this your official warning. A new ES WIP is in the drafting phase, and 'Hurt No Comfort' is once again not a suggestion. I do not know what's wrong with me and I am so sorry in advance to my two beloved babies and anyone who ships them. You are not safe here.
AKA: a fic in which Taylor picked the Vaanu ending, and Jake never forgot his promise to find her again.
WIP Wednesday!
I’m back to working on Broken Chains. This one won’t be quite as heavy as the chapter preceding it! 😈
For a moment, Jake froze, but then he sat beside her and rubbed her back as she dissolved into sobs. “It’s all right. But please don’t tell her I made you cry…”
Estela laughed through her tears but couldn’t keep them from coming. So much had been bottled up for too long. After an age, the tears slowed, and she was left hiccoughing into her friend’s shoulder.
“Feel better?”
“Maybe… a little. I’m just… sorry I lost my shit with you. This has just been…” She shuddered.
“Water under the bridge. But, if you wanna talk…? The usual host of the sharin’ circle can’t be with us, but I’ll try and keep the sarcasm to a minimum.”
Estela nodded, but for a long while remained quiet. Some things she didn’t talk about, not to anyone. Not to anyone except for Taylor. But, she told herself, Taylor was right there with her. She grasped her wife’s soft hands gently.
“This… isn’t easy….”
“Ya don’t have to--“
“No, I… I do.” She took a deep breath. “So… uh…just before I got the letter saying my mother had died, she wrote to me, begging for help. She knew her life was in danger, that she was running out of time. Tio Nicolas and I did everything we could, but there was no getting anyone in or out of La Huerta without going through Rourke. I’d been trained all my life to take care of myself, but the only person I wanted to protect was so far away, and scared… and I couldn’t reach her. This… feels the same. I’m helpless, Jake. I can see Taylor right there in front of me, but she might as well be miles away. And the whole damn time I know that any second she could be ripped away from me forever, like Mom was. I can’t stand it.”
Jake rubbed her shoulder pacifyingly. “I think I’m getting why you took my head off…”
“Yeah, because you were being an ass.” She swallowed, hard and painful. “For so long I wasn’t scared of anything, I figured I had nothing to lose. But then I found Taylor. And now…”
“… now you’re basically re-living your worst nightmare come true.”
Estela bit her lip, holding back from crying, and nodded. “It must have been like this for you… with Mike. I’m sorry. And then… the person you most want to run to for comfort isn’t even there.”
For a few moments, Jake was quiet, forced into reflection. He certainly did know that feeling; having survived what should have been the worst trauma of his life, only to go through it all over again.
“I’m sorry,” she said again. “I just… miss her.”
