stranger than fiction

Stranger Than Fiction

Chapter 5

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Summary:

The air outside was stale, just like she remembered and the sick, familiar feeling sitting deep within her gut reminded her of just how little she wanted to be back in Riverdale. As Jellybean’s sleek, black car pulled up just outside the only hotel within miles, Jughead’s hand tightened around hers, as if to say

you’ll be okay, I’m here.

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Thanks to @jandjsalmon as always for being the most amazing beta to ever beta and for making my words beautiful ♥♥♥

Also thanks to @youbuildmeupbeliever@tory-b@paperlesscrown@aunt-imogene​, and @a92vm for reading over it for me before it went to Jandy and making sure I didn’t use the word “thrust” a bajillion times (LOL y’all think I’m joking). You’re all amazing and I love each and every one of you.

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Notes:

*warning*
This chapter is super spicy if you catch my Riverdale drift.
Read with caution.

It is important to note that I completely made up the judicial element of this fic. The appeal scene in this chapter is absolutely not how it would work in real life at all.

Happy reading everyone! Since it took so long to update, I gave you a 6k+ word chapter to make up for it ;)

A preview of chapter 5 is under the cut!

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“Because it’s a book about a man who doesn’t know he’s about to die and then dies. But if the man does know he’s going to die and dies anyway, dies willingly, knowing he could stop it, then i mean, isn’t that the type of man you want to keep alive?”

Stranger Than Fiction (2006)

Director: Marc Forster

anonymous asked:

"Balem's portrayal is so unrealistic and cartoony for an old, psychotic manchild-" *points to USA's president* Then what the f**k is that?

Yeah, it’s terrifying isn’t it? I never dreamed that Jupiter Ascending would be quite so prescient in its portrayal of an emotionally fragile tyrant who values rigid and discriminatory ideals and cold, hard profit above compassion and justice. 

That’s why I write, because life never works except in retrospect. You can’t control life, at least you can control your version.
—  Chuck Palahniuk, Stranger than Fiction