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Riverdale POC Appreciation Week 2021 ↳ Day Three: Favourite Outfits “Do you even know why we’re called The Pussycats? Because we have to claw our way into the same room you can just waltz into.”
fogtaken.
𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞’𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝, it had felt like the entire world had broken open, leaving her exposed and raw. every day had been a battle, but it had been worse for her mom, who unlike many fifty-year old women, loved kate’s father with all her heart. when he’d passed, her mom was a wreck. after it all came to a boil, kate had held her mom’s face in her hands and whispered over and over that she would take the burden and she would carry that weight until it wasn’t as heavy anymore. it feels, in this moment, as though claudette is making that offer. carrying the torch of hope because kate –– in this moment –– is unable to. the thought makes her throat feel impossibly tight.
❝ you think so? ❞ she whispers, as though to keep the thought safe between them. maybe that place was heaven. maybe it was home. maybe it was death –– real, serene death. god, kate couldn’t care less. anything was better than here.
her palm drags the wetness off her cheeks. ❝ you’re really fucking something, you know that, claudette? ❞
there were times where she didn’t. where she genuinely believed that this would go on.. forever. it was hard not to. but there were people here who needed her, she had a place here. she could help people, keep them alive for as long as she can, however futile that may seem.
so she has to believe that there was a better world for all of them waiting out there somewhere. thinking anything else made this all too.. hard. impossible to deal with. she takes the small victories, the trials where everyone's able to get out alive. she tries to enjoy the time that she has with these people while they’re at camp, tries to keep their spirits up, because she just.. doesn’t know what would happen to them if they all decided to stop fighting. she can’t imagine a world outside of this one where things could be any worse, but she doesn’t want to risk it.
when kate asks if she thinks so, claudette nods -- gives her a somewhat strained smile. shes hopes it’s believable. ❛ .. thank you. ❜ she thinks it’s a compliment anyway, so she takes it as such. ❛ if you ever need anyone to talk to.. don’t be afraid to come to me. you’re a very.. brave, smart woman, kate. ❜
* talk about your muse!
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𝑽𝒆𝒅𝒂 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 when she smiles at Claudette. Somehow, the other woman has always considered it a Win that she found the botanist, even if it got her lost in the Fog.
"Found anything interesting lately?" She gestures to the campfire clearing with a manicured hand and a sharpened stick she's been using to clean under her nails. "Are there even any bugs in this place?"
❛ no, nothing new. ❜ which wasn’t what she expected, she had figured that with something that exists outside of the reality that most of them understood that there would be a new ecosystem in place. but it was all more of the same, except the soil didn’t seem sustainable here. plants grew anyway, like they were created here specifically for her use. ❛ no bugs here, either. ❜ it was almost more interesting that way, being placed in a reality where everything was so familiar, but nothing made sense. she had so much to chip away at, it felt like she was starting everything all over again. ❛ i haven’t figured out how the plants in this environment manage to survive.. thrive, even, but i’ve been working on it. ❜ she hopes there’s an answer behind it, there was also a chance that they just survived here because the entity refused to allow them to die, just like the rest of the survivors.
vintage lovin
@hevoyeurs. “ people like me don’t get to have peace. ”
there was never much time left for her to feel sympathetic for any of the killers. between the trials, the time spent mentally recovering from the hell that they had all been put through.. she never really considered their lives,. where they may have come from, if they were just.. people, like the rest of the survivors, before being put into this game.
❛ ... people like you? ❜ she asks, looking to him for some sort of explanation on what he meant.
[ DISCOVER ] [ @shadowstalking ]
the first time she was sent to trial there was some hope that once she escapes she’ll be able to go back home, see her family again -- she died that trial, and the next, and the next. when one of them finally got out alive just to be sent back to camp and do all of it over again, things in camp definitely.. changed. the mood here was different, they tried to keep things light, to keep their minds off of the impending doom of every trial. that was easier, too, once new survivors entered the fog. it was probably a selfish thing to think, to be thankful that others had joined their hell just to make things easier on claudette.
it still wasn’t easy, watching the only people she’s ever considered to be her friends get ripped apart by whatever killer was sent into the trial with them. she has blood on her hands, not metaphorically -- she was trying to wipe her palms off on her jeans, sat behind some wall and pressed into the corner. when she had gotten to ace it was almost too late, the knife wounds penetrated deeply into his back. when she tried to apply pressure while working on bandaging him up, the blood gushed between her fingers, down his sides, into the earth beneath him. she was able to get him back up, have him run out of sight just before the shape came back..
she can’t keep doing this. the stench of blood flooded her senses, made her light headed, and she felt nauseous. she was going to die here, then she’d come back just so she could die here again. claudette wasn’t left alone for her thoughts for long before michael turns the corner, sees her like this -- trying to make herself small as she lets herself just fucking.. sob. she doesn’t notice him at first, she can hear him -- the heartbeat pounding in her head, and she eventually raises her gaze to meet his. ❛ ... arrêter.. ❜
PROMPTS FOR THE HEAVY HEARTED
the burdened:
“ being alive is exhausting. ”
“ i ruin everything i touch. ”
“ no one ever helped me when i needed it. so, i just. try to do my best to keep others from feeling that kind of loneliness. ”
“ i feel like the pain is all i am anymore. ”
“ i wish i remembered anything other than loneliness. ”
“ i’m not a particularly good person. but sometimes i wish someone would think i am. ”
“ i’m just always the one who gets left behind. ”
“ i never seem to belong anywhere. or to anyone. ”
“ i’m alone. and it’s my own fault. but it doesn’t make it hurt any less. ”
“ i don’t know how to just live. i constantly feel like i’m waiting for the other shoe to drop. ”
“ i always expect people to hurt me. because they usually do. ”
“ i don’t know how to let go of my trauma. i don’t know what i am without it. ”
“ it’s better if i’m alone. i can’t hurt anyone if there’s no one close enough to get hit by the debris of my fuck ups. ”
“ there are just too many people depending on me. i can’t rest. i can’t let them down. ”
“ i don’t have anything or anyone left anymore. ”
“ i’m not strong. or brave. i survive ‘cause there’s not really any other choice. ”
“ i tried to give up before. but the universe just didn’t let me. ”
“ i just want to be done. i’m tired. i’m so, so fucking tired. ”
“ i know it’s selfish. but i wish someone would just take care of me. ”
“ every time i start to feel like things are getting quieter and i can feel safe, something bad always happens. ”
“ i tend to love people more than they love me. and it’s okay. i don’t mind but…it can be lonely. ”
“ i just don’t feel like my life makes any difference to anyone. i’m just here. ”
the comforter:
“ hey, look at me. i’m listening. you can tell me anything. ”
“ how can i help you feel less alone? ”
“ i’m here and i’m not leaving or letting you change the subject. now talk to me. ”
“ i know you feel like you’re alone and i’m not going to invalidate that. but i can tell you that i’m here. and i know there are people who want to care and help if you’ll let them. ”
“ whatever it is you’re struggling with, i want to help and it’s not going to make me look at you any different. ”
“ i like having you around. and not because of what you can do for me or give to me— i like you. i value you as a person. ”
“ i just need you to know that you’ve never been ‘nobody’ to me. you’ve never been nothing. ”
“ you’re important to me. you hear me? you’re important. and that’s never gonna change. ”
“ i’m not going anywhere until you get some sleep. ”
“ i want to take care of you. please, let me. ”
“ no one is meant to be all alone. that’s not how humans are built. you don’t need to do all this on your own. ”
“ you don’t deserve the bad things that happen to you. you never did. ”
“ i can’t promise you aren’t going to have any more hardship. but i can promise i’m gonna be right here to get your through it. ”
“ you make a difference in my life. i’m not just saying that. it wouldn’t be the same without you here and i don’t want to find out what it’d be like to not have you around. ”
“ next time it gets this bad, you call me okay? now you just sit there and i’m gonna make you some tea and soup and we’re gonna talk this out. ”
“ is it getting bad again? ”
“ you are so much stronger and braver than you think. ”
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❛ ... how did you get trapped in the fog? ❜ claudette knew how most survivors ended up trapped in the entity’s realm, but she hadn’t had many opportunities to ask those on the other side of the trials. ❛ ... if, um, you don’t mind me asking, of course.. ❜
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❛ it’s so.. quiet in these woods. ❜ there wasn’t even the ambiance of birds most nights, just the sort of eerie silence that keeps her up at night. ❛ i miss the commotion of the cities back home. ❜
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❛ ... i’ve never listened to your music before. ❜ she gives doll a bit of a smile before continuing on. ❛ do you have any greatest hits you could recommend? ❜
like for something small !!
claudette’s spring break outfit is so cute i can’t get over it
@melodioustragedy . “the worst part is you didn’t even notice.” jiwoon being a little shit and sneaking up behind her
she was normally better at this, hiding in plain sight -- ducking away in time and well out of harms way. but that’s only if she knows when they’re coming, if she has the time to hide. but, somehow, she doesn’t get the typical feeling of someone watching her -- the heartbeat pounding in her head, it was just.. quiet. sirene. and when she feels a hand press against her back she wants to scream, but she doesn’t -- even if she feels the dread bubbling up in her stomach, just turns and stares at jiwoon in horror.
❛ ... i’m sorry. ❜ she isn’t quite sure what she’s saying, or what she’s apologizing for, she’s just -- tense, afraid, lay in wait for him to drag her off to a hook, or, whatever it was that he had planned.
some angst idk y’all i like crying
“ i don’t want you here. just go. ”
“ you ‘didn’t mean to hurt me?’ yeah you did. like it or not, i know exactly who you are. ”
“ why won’t you even look at me? ”
“ i’m not angry at you. i’m angry with myself for trusting you. ”
“ i wish you’d stop trying to destroy yourself in some misguided effort to feel worthy. ”
“ i know it’s not fair to say this, but i don’t have anything without you. if i don’t have you i have nothing. ”
“ you can’t love me. not the way i need to be loved. ”
“ i’m broken. and i don’t need anyone to try to feed me white lies about it. something inside me is broken and it isn’t just going to be put back like it was. ”
“ sometimes being broken isn’t about trying to put things back together like they were before. it’s about picking up what pieces are left and building something new. ”
“ okay, so you’re a monster. so am i. lets be monsters together. ”
“ because of what they/you did i’m damaged. ”
“ what the hell is wrong with you? ”
“ what the hell is wrong with me? ”
“ i can’t fix you. you can’t expect me to know how to fix you. ”
“ yeah, i’ll be here. i’ll be here when you’re ready to stop running. ”
“ my world is just falling apart. it’s like everything is just crumbling around me. i don’t know what to do. i just want it to stop ”
“ you’re the only thing that makes sense right now. everything else is just— the world is so loud. and the only time it feels quiet is when you’re here. ”
“ i don’t know how to talk about shit okay? it’s too hard. but i do care. i need you to trust me that i care. ”
“ stop punishing yourself. you wanna make up for what you’ve done? get off your ass and do something about it. ”
“ whatever it is you think was going on between us, you’re wrong. ”
“ it didn’t mean anything to me. ”
“ you should move on. i did. ”
“ i feel like i’m one bad day away from becoming everything i’ve fought against. ”
“ stop pushing me away. i’m not going anywhere, asshole. and as soon as you get that through that thick skull of yours, the better. ”
“ i don’t need you in my life. i don’t want you in it. ”
“ i can’t trust myself. if i let myself get comfortable enough, when i try to be happy, people get hurt. ”
“ people like me don’t get to have peace. ”
“ i’m not the person you want. i know you think i am. but it won’t take long for you to realize this is a mistake. ”
“ you want the truth? the truth is when i love people it burns inside me like a poison. it infects every part of me until it feels like they’re in my goddamn soul…and then i fuck it up. and it’ll destroy us both. ”
“ i’ll always choose you. that’s the worst part of it all. i’d choose you over and over, even though i know you wouldn’t do the same. ”
“ you never had to be perfect. you just had to stay. ”
“ will you please just stay for once. just. don’t walk away. ”
“ if i loved you less, i might be able to talk about it more. ”
“ just tell me something real. tell me something i can remember no matter what happens to us. ”
“ when you look at me, i feel seen. i feel like you see past everything i’ve always surrounded myself with to try and protect my heart. no one has ever looked that deeply at me. ”
“ how can you uncover so much about someone, make them let their guard down and lay themselves bare to you. and then just throw it all away? ”
“ if you walk out that door don’t bother coming back. ”
“ why are you so afraid of trusting this— trusting us. what’s making you hold back? ”
“ will you still be here? will you stay even after you’ve seen all the ugly parts of my heart. ”
“ i don’t care how willing you are to die for me. i want you to fucking live with me. live for us. ”
HURT/COMFORT
[ DISCOVER ] for one muse to find the other crying alone.
[ COMPANY ] for one muse to sit with the other so they don’t have to be alone while they’re upset.
[ EMBRACE ] for one muse to suddenly hug the other one for their own comfort.
[ OFFER ] for one muse to suddenly hug the other one to comfort them.
[ SETTLE ] for one muse to comfort the other and end up cuddling.
[ SHOULDER ] for one muse to rest their head on the other’s shoulder while they comfort them.
[ CARRY ] for one muse to find the other injured and carry them to safety.
[ SECURE ] for one muse to carry the other to bed after they fell asleep.
[ STRUGGLE ] for one muse to resist being hugged but then break down and crumble against the other.
[ CLEAR ] for one muse to wipe the other’s tears.
[ BREAKDOWN ] for one muse to ask the other if they’re okay prompting them to finally stop bottling things up.
[ BRUSH ] for one muse to run their fingers through the other’s hair while they open up or cry.
[ NURSE ] for one muse to tend to the other while they’re recovering from injuries.
[ TRUST ] for a scenario where sender’s muse is the only one receivers muse will let close.
[ COAX ] for scenario where receiver’s muse knows they’re the only one sender’s muse will let close.
[ CALM ] for one muse to subdue the other during an outburst.
[ CLARITY ] for one muse to help ground the other back in the present (i.e. after nightmare, breakdown, battle etc)
[ PREVENT ] for one muse to stop the other from going too far during a fight.
sometimes i wonder what bhvr is thinking when designing some of the cosmetics survivors get (holy fuck are yunjins outfits ugly as shit). anyway here’s some claudette cosmetic ideas