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Fic Rec: Space Empires, Bee Communication, and Nights Out

Title: Space Empires, Bee Communication, and Nights Out

Fandom: Jupiter Ascending

Summary: Three random headcanons, because this trainwreck of a movie is the most important thing in the universe. (NOTE: This is now a full-fledged proper fic, "The Journey of a Thousand Miles".)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: None

Pairing: Jupiter/Caine

Status: Complete

Where can I read it? Here!

A Little Taste:

You immediately start filling in all your time between showings with headcanons, to ease the pain.

Like, for instance, the reason Jupiter finally begins to figure out how to deal with her giant space fortune (and ultimately her space empire) is because she wants to buy a car. But it isn’t for herself, it’s for the lady whose car Caine stole on the first day they met, the one they drove out to Stinger’s farm and never returned. So Jupiter’s first baby step in governing her kingdom is to transfer space-credits into dollars in a bank account on Earth, buy a brand new car, and leave it (along with the keys and title and a “sorry” note) in that woman’s driveway.

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Fic Rec: How to Train Your Angel-Wolf-Boyfriend

Title: How to Train Your Angel-Wolf Boyfriend

Fandom: Jupiter Ascending

Summary: The fact that she was still a little annoyed with him for the “I’m closer to a dog than you” quip might have informed what she did next.

She patted the warm cement next to her, and said, in the firm tone she’d heard animal trainers use:

“Caine, sit.”

[Pretty much what it says on the tin. Jupiter Jones and Caine Wise figure each other out, post-canon. Basically my exploration of their relationship and where it might lead. EDIT: Now COMPLETE! Enjoy the sex and plot and wacky OCs!]

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: None

Pairing: Jupiter/Caine

Status: Complete

Where can I read it? Here!

A Little Taste:

“Aren’t you gonna sit down?” Jupiter asked. It had been almost a minute, and Caine was still standing at the roof’s edge, like some Roman god-turned-gargoyle, trying to glare broodily out over the city.

Emphasis on trying, since it is hard to glare effectively when you are holding a giant hot dog with extra mustard, onion and relish. The two things were incompatible, as Caine had obviously discovered. He looked unhappily down at Jupiter, where she was sitting with her legs hanging over the edge and a napkin pulled across her lap with the corners tucked into the pockets of her jeans, to keep it from blowing away, as she bit into her own hot dog (bratwurst with ketchup, relish, mustard and mayo, since Jupiter didn’t believe in breaking diets so much as in obliterating them).

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Fic Rec: The Grooming Habits of Jupiter Jones, Intergalactic Housekeeper

Title: The Grooming Habits of Jupiter Jones, Intergalactic Housekeeper Author 

Fandom: Jupiter Ascending

Summary: Set about two years after Jupiter's Ascension. After much study, Jupiter begins to navigate the ins and outs of her title and place in the gyre. She knows she has a lot more to learn, but doesn't realize how much of that will be about the people she loves, particularly Caine, and about herself.

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: None

Pairing: Jupiter/Caine

Status: Complete

Where can I read it? Here!

A Little Taste:

“Brush my hair.”

Caine looked up abruptly from the sheave he’d been reviewing as he sat on the couch of their tiny shared apartment, waiting for his queen.  Her scowl of irritation was almost like a knock to the back of his head.  “Your Majesty?”

She slapped a hairbrush into his hand.  “It is five o'clock in the morning and I. Do. Not. Want. To go. To work. If I have to scrub an able person's toilet, then an able person's gonna do my hair. Brush.”  Then she plopped herself down in front of him, cross-legged with her back turned and pressed against the couch.  After a moment, a gentle, “Please?” escaped.