TO THE FRIGHT OF YOUR LIFE

a clown in a cornfield multimuse as told by cj.

[clownfields]

YOU & YOUR FRIENDS ARE A BLIGHTED CROP.

#clownfields, a multimuse for characters from adam cesare's 🤡 IN A CORNFIELD series. portrayals are primarily book based with few movie influences. triggering themes present (murder, parental abuse + neglect, suicidal ideation, & more). any clown imagery will be tagged as 'clown tw.' as told by cj, 25+, she/her.

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[clownfields]

🏳️‍🌈 + quinn

quinn had her first girlfriend when she was a freshman in high school, but she was afraid to tell her father. not because she thought he'd be disappointed or angry or unsupportive — she knew he'd be supportive — but because he's terribly unfunny (to her. not to me) and embarrassing and she expected him to overdo it all and go out of his way to show he's supportive and inevitably make a fool of her.

and quinn has never been the kind of person who wants to make a big deal of anything so she wasn't interested in whatever conversation glenn would try to stumble upon having. again, she knew he'd be supportive, she was just dreading how awkward he'd be about it.

they broke up a few months later, and she only told her mother about it, and she regretted not being able to talk to her dad about it, but at that point it felt like she'd been hiding something from him and it made her feel bad and she didn't want him to think she didn't trust him.

[clownfields]

🏳️‍🌈 + tucker

tucker had a crush on ruston when they were younger, but it was around the same time that rust + cole stopped being friends, and cole started hanging out with tucker and that friend group more, and tucker didn't really ask why cole didn't hang out with rust anymore but he'd decided to himself that rust was off limits. because cole was his best friend now and his friendship was so quickly important to him, and whatever happened between them wasn't his business but if cole had decided he didn't like rust anymore, then tucker wouldn't let himself go there.

unfortunately as they grew up, tucker found himself more attracted to rust but hinting that to cole almost felt like a betrayal to him, especially since cole always seemed a little annoyed whenever tucker would tip toe around the subject. and his feelings for cole were stronger anyway, so the rust of it all didn't really matter.

[clownfields]

🏳️‍🌈 + janet

i think janet dealt with a similar comphet experience as cole but i've recently been leaning towards her being a little more aware that she's a lesbian. some part of her understood it and didn't want to be that so she tried to ignore it. she thinks of relationships as a business deal + branding rather than something that can be genuine and real.

which is why she is so fixated on the fact that she and cole would've made sense together, even though if you actually asked her why, she wouldn't be able to give a genuine reason. because realistically, cole would drive her crazy in a relationship. it's so very clear that they're not suited as a relationship even beyond both of them being gay, but she ignores that because he's the most popular guy, she's the most popular girl, and if anyone's dating the infamous cole then why wouldn't it be her?

it's branding to her but it's also rooted in her being gay, because ronnie treats her and matt like a power couple and janet really despises it; she knows she and cole would so easily outdo them which comes from a place of her buried feelings for ronnie (which is really surface level attraction than it is genuine feelings, but that's another post).

she convinced herself that she liked cole / wanted to "win" cole because 1) it made sense, via their social structure, 2) she thought if he was going to be with anyone, it should be her, especially over ronnie and especially over quinn (again, if she's attracted to that girl, she definitely doesn't want to see her with the guy she thinks should 'realistically' be with her), 3) it would've been great for their video channel and they could've done it better than ronnie and matt.

she's vaguely aware of her attraction to women and it's frustrating, which is why when she is attracted to a girl, she's so quick to try to make an enemy out of them and push them away so she doesn't have to consider an inevitable rejection. it's safer if she doesn't think about real feelings and just considers relationships as some sort of business.

but i do think that if she got out of kettle springs, she would've felt a lot more free to be who she was and explore that side of her. i also think her feelings for quinn would've been impossible to ignore if they survived that night together, and a near death experience, plus everything that happened with her parents, would've pushed her to take risks (i.e. — be straight forward with quinn. even if she would've much rather baited her into saying something first).

[kittyhelpsstuff]

Send 🏳️‍🌈 + A muse to get a headcanon about a facet of their queer identity

Could be their orientation, gander identity, how involved they are in their community, if they're poly, or a lot of other things

[clownfields]

happy pride month to everyone on this blog but especially my two favorite closet cases cole & janet 🥰💖 and my favorite canon trans girl jerri 💗😌

[taiturner]

"As far as last stands went, Rust was fine with this being his. Here at the top step, with his friend and the boy he loved. And armed."

@platonicsource's march 2026: trios QUINN MAYBROOK, RUST VANCE, & COLE HILL Clown in a Cornfield (2025) dir. Eli Craig Written by Adam Cesare (2020) + Frendo Lives (2022)

[clownfields]

i've had clownfield for exactly one year. happy clownfieldversary to me

[clownfields]

#OurRustCole

[scavengurs]

@clownfields: it’s not love. it’s self preservation. [janet + jordan]

"have you always been so cynical?" it comes out maybe a little too harsh, no matter the attempt jordan makes to soften it with a smile. she glances to janet, abandoning the people-watching that they'd fallen into, weaving stories about the other citizens of the campus... a difficult endeavor in close quarters, when you know everyone; it limits the imagination. but jordan had been trying, at least, and she feels a flush of agitation that janet seems uninterested in playing the game. "you don't think they're really into each other?" eyes flicker to the couple nuzzling into one another's faces, a display of affection that feels too intimate, and—to her—too embarrassing to commit in public if not sincere. "they seem pretty happy," jordan continues to argue, feeling somewhat defensive, though she can't pinpoint why.

[clownfields]

janet’s head slowly turns around to look back at jordan,   a small hint of hurt in her gaze at the idea.  she has no choice but to be cynical,  she thinks,  even about this,  but explaining that to anyone seems like admitting something she definitely doesn’t want to address — ever again.   “i’m not being cynical,”  she defends herself,  her eyes rolling as she glances back at them.  “i’m being realistic.  come on,  they’re making a whole show of it.  like, we get it,”   she grumbles,  shoulders rolling,  like she’s itching.  “i bet when they’re alone, they don’t do any of that.”  she gives it up,  turning back to jordan entirely now,  her arms crossed over her chest.   “it’s easier —  this bullshit — if you’re not alone.  i mean, not for me,”  she’s quick to defend herself.  “i’m just saying, it seems like that’s how most people feel.  like them.  they think that will save them.”

[clownfields]

cole's repressed ass trying to listen to quinn's hot dad tell him to stay away from his daughter: 😅

[taiturner]

Carson MacCormac as Cole Hill CLOWN IN A CORNFIELD (2025)

[lifeforms]

her brows raise, impressed ⸺ though not surprised ⸺ by janet's forthrightness, her conviction. she wouldn't have spoken to anyone that directly a decade ago ⸺ hell, she still wouldn't ⸺ but lana's always appreciated the gesture. it's probably why all of her friends are somehow investigative journalists.

"no, don't worry. the whole thing went to goodwill." along with everything else lex ever bought her, right after she returned from the dead. she offers janet a smile, self-effacing but still wry. "i pled temporary insanity." which, speaking of inexplicable choices, "does all this sleuthing mean you're sticking around a while?" they do not see a lot of that.

[clownfields]

janet makes a face at goodwill, but it's at least better than keeping it, even if for sentimental value. but she gathers that if lana's speaking about her wedding this way, there's not much left to save, anyway. but her comment does earn her a smile, janet a little impressed. "just for the dress, or for the groom, too?" she adds, narrowing her eyes, then letting out a scoff. "you seem better off." better off than him, too, she hopes.

she hates the implication, only because it feels so revealing, but it's not like she can lie. she's not sure where to go, she just knows that it's finally her chance to figure out where she might belong. "it'll do for now," she mutters, aiming for casual. "better than the place i grew up." a brow raises. "but something tells me you know that, too."

[aidashakur]

Currently soft launching my disappearance

[scavengurs]

@clownfields: it’s like everyone knows the worst thing about you before you even open your mouth. [quinn + adrian]

"well, it's not every day a bona fide celebrity moves in," adrian replies with a smirk, glancing playfully up at quinn. he's intent on teasing a little more, then offering comfort, or support, or whatever the hell he can, because it's a transition jarring enough for anyone, let alone someone like her, going from life out there to in here... but he's good at reading people: he can see the hurt in her eyes.

admittedly, he never paid much attention to the news out of kettle springs, nor everything that came from it. he only even recalls the name of the town because he's heard the whispers about it, seen the way people gawk, and her face had jogged something deep in his memory. pursing his mouth, expression softening immediately, the amusement draining from his eyes, adrian cautiously extends a hand and rests it on her arm—light and unobtrusive. supportive, but easily dismissed; he's good at reading people, but good isn't perfect, and he's not quite sure what, exactly, will make her feel comforted. but he hopes he can help in some way, hopes he can show her that this place isn't all bad. "hey," he says softly. "obviously i can't relate," adrian admits dryly, the faintest twitch of a smile at the edges of his lips, "but people here really don't care about who you were before. it's just... things get monotonous, y'know? sometimes people need somethin' to gossip about every now and then. it'll blow over." the slightest pause occurs, but then adrian's smoothing past it, conveying a confidence he's not entirely certain is genuine as he swears: "i promise."

[clownfields]

the word ‘celebrity’ makes her cringe — just because her name and face had been plastered everywhere for a while now doesn’t mean that she’d earned that title,  that any of them had.  cole, maybe, he’d taken the role with ease…  or at least, pretended to.  but quinn really wanted to believe it was all temporary, that she could get back to her life.  life, as it seemed, had gotten away from her, instead.

and even more now.

she wouldn’t say it out loud,  but all of this is probably the best thing that could've happened for her,  because she could feel her time running out — still does,  still feels the need to finish what she’d started even though it’s hardly possible anymore,  shouldn’t matter,  but…

there’s a weird sense of rest now that she couldn’t explain to anyone.  rust and cole, maybe, wherever they are.  alive somewhere, she knows that— if ruston vance has anything to do with it.  he’s probably handling all this with ease.

“yeah, not a celebrity,”   she mutters,  quick to shut that down,  or at the very least,  make it clear she’s not comfortable with the title.  her eyes are locked on her boot,  and it’s not until adrian’s ‘hey’ that she starts to look up.   “i wish that were true,”   she says,  eyes narrowing in on him for a bit,  trying to decipher whether or not he really believes it.  maybe he does — and maybe he is telling the truth,  maybe she just hasn’t reached a point where she’s faded into irrelevancy yet,  but it’s been a long time since she’s had any real hope about finding herself again, beyond everything that she had to become.

“—until then?  please tell me there’s something i productive can do that isn’t just being stuck here.  preferably, not around so many people.”

[casanovawrites]

random sentence prompts  ━ from various tv shows, part 24 

we are friends. and if i misread all of this, then i’m sorry.

you shouldn’t come in here. it’s not safe. i’m not safe.

this was supposed to be our second chance.

i can still tell when you’re scared.

if you’re not going to believe in yourself, i’ll have to do it for you.

sometimes what’s painful in the moment is what gets you where you need to go.

i’m sorry you met me. but i’m glad i got to know you.

i won’t apologize for protecting you from yourself.

be careful of the dark. too easy to lose your way.

it can’t be just you. i’m not leaving you here alone.

we both have things to be sorry for.

you’re the one part of all of this i don’t regret.

i wish i knew what made you this way.

i know you’re still trying to save me, but you can’t save someone who’s already dead.

don’t you talk to me about pain.

i always loved watching you sleep.

i’m just so tired of having to choose the least bad option.

we were happy once. weren’t we?

you seem upset. but you’d need feelings for that.

you can hate me, but you’re gonna have to trust me.

we do what we have to do to make sure we win.

why is it you are so willing to give everyone here the benefit of the doubt?

i’m tired. exhausted, under the weight of everything.

this is not murder, it’s survival. 

i think we’re more alike than you care to admit.

this is our chance. i’m not just gonna give up.

you deserve to have a life.

i can’t wait for you to see who you’re gonna become.

the worse you look, the better i do.

sometimes, helping hurts like hell.

you can’t keep picking a scab over and over.

can’t i just blame everything on my mother and be done with it?

the whole world’s haunted.

if anybody can do this, it’s us. we take what we got, and we make it work.

i don’t know you. and you don’t know me.

you’re everything i’m never gonna be.

i believe in you more than i’ve ever believed in myself.

i’m done licking my wounds.

i know i don’t need you, but that’s not the point. you’re supposed to fucking be here.

this is my home. i’m not going anywhere.

who the fuck has time for gestures?

when hell breaks lose, it breaks fast.

i’m generally a pleasant person. 

it’s built on blood and lies. it’s all it’ll ever be.

can you live without that pressure?

gonna be honest, kinda feels like you avoid me sometimes.

you’ve been in a mood lately.

i’m not as good as you hoped.

you don’t get to just drop this in somebody else’s lap and walk away.

we are all we have.

love no one, and no one can hurt you.

you’re happy? you’re allowed to be, in case you didn’t know.

so you can’t stay, you can’t go, you’re miserable either way?

you don’t trust anyone else to take care of things.

is this performative? you’re waiting for me to ask if you’re okay?

just because someone saved your life doesn’t mean you have to live the rest of it for them. 

you need me to be different. right?

this isn’t hell. it’s who we are.

i can feel you chasing something. i can feel you fixating on something.

i’m not great with consistency. 

i couldn’t imagine a world where i give less of a fuck.

that’s the thing with secrets. they almost never stay secret.

you can’t just walk away. not from me.

if you’re with me, i need you to say it. just say something.

for what it’s worth, i am with you. at least until i can’t be.

i just wish sometimes i had a map to figure you out.

there’s a big, beautiful world out there. go. fight for it. be brave.

i keep reminding myself that anger is just the soul’s attempt to avoid sadness.

there’s no point trying to outrun pain. it’ll just sit, patiently, and wait for you to get too tired to run. 

maybe you just don’t know me as well as you think you do.

you don’t quit on me, i won’t quit on you.

what are you gonna do, walk away? just keep on burying your head in the sand? you’d be okay with that after everything you’ve done?

yeah. i’m willing to walk away. are you?

you’re supposed to be keeping me from doing stupid shit, not the other way around.

that’s what we do, we protect each other.

we’re gonna make our lives count.

i’m really sorry. small words for something so big.

i kicked a hornet’s nest. asked too many questions.

what you have, you fight to keep it. and when you have nothing, you take to take.

we took a risk. maybe that’s how we keep living. we do what we need to do, no matter the risk.

i’m happy to break the rules for you if there’s something you want.

this is war. even if they don’t know it yet.

running away, that’s giving up. 

you’re good. i can see it in your eyes.

i can’t be with you right now.

it’s hard to keep up with you sometimes.

i’m gonna be honest, even if it is really awful and fucking terrible for you, i would like you to come.

do we think that’s gonna end well?

i think about you too much.

it feels like i’ve been starting forever.

wishes are for the weak.

my stomach’s all fucked up, i think i’m in love with them.

i’ve worked so hard to not blow up good things.

i just thought if we could’ve pushed past how scary it was, it could’ve been more scary, but maybe also like, incredible.

i hope you find some quiet. whatever that is for you.

i did it because i love you.

hurry up. we’re not staying.

look around you. do you see signs of hope here?

it’s hard to keep track of whose side you’re on.

sure, play hard to get. we both know you’re obsessed with me.

is that what you wanna hear? that i’m the bad guy? fine. i’ll be the bad guy.

you make a good couple. you’re both soft.

the toxin is you. no one is safe around you.

why would i give a shit what happens to you? i don’t even know you.

you do this all the time. hurt people then act like it’s all a joke.

i do fucked up shit all the time. it doesn’t mean anything.

you can push me away all you want, but i know you love me. 

a lie and a secret are two different things.

how do you make peace with all the terrible things you’ve done?

you’re just nothing without this constant drama. just a fucking empty hole. 

you’re so mean sometimes, you know?

watching you make such a stupid mistake is killing me.

[clownfields]

cole and janet were homecoming king & queen. what if you were a repressed gay man and repressed a lesbian and you were forced to dance together with crowns on. most repressed and gayest court of all time in kettle springs. i've been considering the concept of cole being able to clock janet which is really funny because she's practically a mirror to him but it's easier to see that in janet than it is in himself.

i also imagine kettle springs treats homecoming royalty as far less important than miss kettle springs but despite the pageants her mother put her through and her mother's own legacy, janet still lost that to ronnie so out of spite, janet does her best to discredit the miss kettle springs contest and to attempt to make homecoming queen seem far more desirable — especially because ronnie was still a homecoming queen nominee.