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@iimmolated
I am a forest fire and I am the fire, and I am the forest and I am a witness watching it.

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// for now, moving chloe back to my multi. i still have muse for her but the lis fandom has kinda lowkey gone super quiet sooo yeah
ʚĭɞ - Chloe every time Nathan speaks to her:

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@arc4diabay said: "That was…. Absolutely disgusting!" / from max.
"Max, it's an abandoned truck stop. They're fucking gross when they haven't been rotting for 11 months." Chloe's voice comes out teasing. But honestly, the place was pretty gross. She wouldn't have stepped foot in there even if she was a photo nerd. The things we do for love, or whatever.
She walks slowly back to the truck, checking behind her to make sure Max was still keeping up. You never know if someone might pass out due to how much that place stunk.
"You still with me? I cannot wait to take the longest shower ever when we get back to the motel." She opened the door, looking at Max once again. "Did we at least get a killer shot?"
𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 & 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 (a series of nonverbal prompts . mature themes present , ‘ my ’ muse belongs to the one who posted the meme - send “ + REVERSE ” to reverse the prompts .)
→ 𝐈 . GENERAL
❛ hush . raise a finger in a gesture to silence my muse . ❛ sit . gesture for my muse to sit down . ❛ door . hold a door open for my muse . ❛ tap . tap my muse on the shoulder to garner their attention . ❛ hunger . give my muse something to eat / drink . ❛ cook . present my muse with home - cooked food . ❛ brush . work a brush / comb through my muse’s hair . ❛ read . silently read a book alongside my muse . ❛ hand . hold out a hand for my muse to take . ❛ dressed . help my muse put on an article of clothing . ❛ note . give my muse a note saying : [ content ] . ❛ amplify . turn up the music in the car .
→ 𝐈𝐈 . ANGST
❛ patch . help my muse patch up a wound . ❛ night terrors . hold my muse after they wake up from a nightmare . ❛ company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them. ❛ hospital . my muse is told that yours is in the hospital . ❛ revelation . show my muse evidence of a lie they told . ❛ indulge . find my muse drinking to cope . ❛ downfall . find my muse collapsed on the ground . ❛ console . comfort my muse as they cry . ❛ nurse . give my muse company in the hospital .
→ 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . AFFECTIONATE
❛ wink . wink at my muse . ❛ wrap . wrap an arm around my muse’s [ shoulders / waist ] . ❛ caress . gently caress my muse’s face . ❛ tousle . mess playfully with my muse’s hair . ❛ chest . place your head on my muse’s chest . ❛ comb . comb fingers through my muse’s hair . ❛ grasp . run to my muse & jump into their arms . ❛ lean . lean on my muse’s shoulder . ❛ tender . kiss my muse on the [ forehead / cheek / nose ] . ❛ abrupt . kiss my muse out of the blue . ❛ chaste . chastely kiss my muse . ❛ good morning . kiss my muse the morning after . ❛ volumes . gaze at my muse in a way that silently says ‘i love you’ .
→ 𝐈𝐕 . VIOLENT
❛ strike . [ slap / punch ] my muse in the face . ❛ gun . wield a gun at my muse . ❛ twist . twist my muse’s arm behind their back . ❛ throttle . aggressively wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ parch . burn my muse with a hot object . ❛ take down . forcefully bring my muse to the ground . ❛ gouge . wield a sharp object at my muse . ❛ shunt . shove my muse backwards . ❛ stickup . yell at my muse to put their hands in the air. ❛ shoot . [ fatally / non-fatally ] shoot my muse . ❛ stab . stab my muse with a [ knife / other object ].
→ 𝐕 . NSFW
❛ surprise . send an unexpected nsfw image to my muse . ❛ pin . push my muse against a [ wall, table, other ] . ❛ go down . go down on my muse . ❛ choke . intimately wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ belt loops . pull my muse closer by their belt loops . ❛ skinny dipping . go skinny dipping with my muse . ❛ rip . tear a piece of clothing from my muse’s body . ❛ mark . leave a mark on my muse’s body [ specify where ] .
On anon or not, tell me who you ship my character with.
in another universe i am not a burden to be loved
Amberprice you will always be famous in my heart

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Save Chloe
“𝐈 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.”
Chloe resents Max lowkey. She loves her, obviously. A LOT. But there is a lot of bitterness and anger. Every time Chloe thinks about her mother she feels it. Every time she thinks about Rachel or the places she used to frequent. She feels it. Every time they drive into an old small town or see the ocean or a lighthouse. Chloe loves Max so much. But she does resent her. Not enough to actually leave or hate her, but it is always there simmering. The fact that Max chose her. That Max didn't listen to her request and basically let everyone die just to save her. Chloe was okay with dying. She didn't want to. But like why would she deserve to live while everyone else died? Chloe didn't want her mom or even david to die like that. Her memories of Rachel, of her dad, all destroyed in the storm.
Chloe had only ever lived one place. She wanted out. But at the same time, that was her home. All of her memories were there. Everyone and thing she ever loved was there. Her mom died in a fucking diner. Chloe had issues with people, sure... But she never wanted any of them to die. Not Frank or David. Hell, even though she DID want to kill Nathan (and Jefferson when she found out) she still wouldn't exactly be chill with them being caught up in it.
Even if Max denies it, that storm was hers. Everyone in that town is dead because of them. Max chose Chloe, fuck everyone else. Max, who Chloe saw as a good person that cared about others. There is a part of her that blames herself. She should have put her foot down. She should have been better - not been such a bad example. Those people died because she was alive. Chloe thinks about suicide a lot, but she can't. What did everyone die for then?
So she bottles it all up. She tries to pick Max up. She owes Max her life. Max is all she has. Out of everyone she knew, Max is all that's left. She already couldn't imagine losing Max, now it is even worse. Chloe loses herself in a way. She puts her needs aside. She puts Max first. After all, hadn't Max put her before everyone?
But there is still this resentment. Max could have moved on and lived her life. Now they are both here with this guilt. Chloe doesn't deserve to live if others have to die. And it was unfair for her to hang that burden around her neck.
She also lives in fear that Max is using her powers. She wants to trust Max, but how can she? She didn't even respect her choice to save her mother? The guilt that Chloe feels isn't hers. It belongs to Max, but she put it on her. And Chloe bears it alone. Because she has to be the same old Chloe to Max. She cannot move forward because Max needs her. Everything in her life becomes about supporting Max. She becomes an actress that would make Rachel proud.
Chloe is tired, guilty, and defeated. It is the perfect example of “I survived, but it's not a happy ending.” and “I have survived, but I have not been spared.”
SEND “⚡️” AND A QUESTION AND MY MUSE WILL BE FORCED TO ANSWER HONESTLY
ʚĭɞ - should I try to icon the comics?
@iimmolated
Nathan Prescott was many things; a bad liar. A drug obsessed maniac.. maybe even a borderline psychopath.. but to accuse him of atrocities such as rape? It was absurd.
Chloe price didn’t know what she was talking about— always crying wolf for the sake of it just to gain attention. As if she was even his type anyway. Nathan would much rather gouge his eyes out with a rusty fork than ever dream about touching her in that way. Sure, he supposed handing over money to buy her silence on the whole thing may have made him look even more suspicious than he already did— but that wasn’t the point. He hadn’t done anything! All he’d wanted was to take pictures of her in hopes to impress Jefferson. That was all.
“Fuck you, Price! You really think I’d try anything with you or any other girl here? Like I’d even wanna touch any of you. This is slander and you know it. I’ll sue your punk ass.” Sneered at her through gritted teeth, his knuckles whitened against the bench he currently found himself gripping onto for dear life. As if he was going to let some useless nobody ruin his life for something he didn’t even do. “Not like you or your family would be able to pay up anyway, huh? Pathetic.” Breathed out in a humourless chuckle, Nathan couldn’t stop his body from shaking despite trying to appear unbothered by her presence.
He hated her. Hated how much she reminded him of Rachel whenever she randomly spewed her name like now. It had his nerves on edge, breath hitching in the back of his throat.
“Don’t you dare mention Rachel.. you have no idea what you’re talking about, bitch. I didn’t hurt her. I didn’t.. I didn’t..” Palpitations already beginning in his chest, Nathan felt dizzy. He needed her to leave. He needed to be alone so he could gather himself. “You got your money, now. Leave. Me. Alone!”
"Oh sure!" Chloe's hands gesture at the sky, as if trying to point out the entire situation. "Just bringing me back to your dorm and slipping something in my beer...! Totally crazy for me to guess your intentions, creep!"
He had always been a weirdo to her. Chloe tried to tell herself she wasn't judgmental, but that was just another lie right next to 'Rachel is fine out there somewhere' and 'I don't have a drinking problem'. It helped her sleep at night but didn't amount to much in her regular life. She could justify her harsh judgement of his character by saying that he had proven her right. He was a fucking creep. And his proximity to Rachel made her even more angry in light of the lengths he would go to in order to have power over someone. Guess the Prescott name just isn't enough anymore.
"Fucking sue me, bitch! Sorry your honor, I just drugged her in my room and now she's lying about me!" His threats meant nothing to her. What would suing her even do? She didn't own shit. She was 19, he couldn't exactly pull her family into it. Unlike his weak ass calling on daddy for everything.
But at the mention of Rachel, Nathan's behavior changed. Chloe wasn't the smartest person in town. Even if she supposedly had 'potential' before she was expelled. But even she could see the change when Rachel was mentioned. It was like blood in the water and Chloe was a shark desperate for anything.
"What the FUCK is with that reaction?" Chloe's heart was racing. Was she seeing things or did he seem more nervous? Shit, was he hiding something? She felt sick with anger. Sick in general. Just SICK. What had he done?
"Fuck the money! I need answers! What happened to her!? What did you do to her, you psycho?!" Chloe stepped closer to him. Any rational thought left as soon as Rachel was brought into the mix. She could almost swear he was shaking.
"Did she turn you down and you....! You forced her to....! What? Did you fucking drug her?!" Blue nails dug into her palms until her skin started to bruise. She was so close to grabbing him and shaking him.
(@fablesuntold)

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@fablesuntold said: "I paid the price. Now fuck off!" — Nathan Prescott to Chloe Price ✨
This action will have consequences. Chloe felt the rage tear into her chest. It was true that Nathan had agreed to give her the money. But the idea that it was enough made her angry. She shoved the envelope of cash into her pocket.
She had it. He couldn't take it back. She could still remember waking up on his floor. The amount of fear she felt was dulled by the drugs but it was still the most afraid she had ever been. She couldn't help but wonder about the parties.
How many other girls have you hurt? How many didn't wake up until you were done?
She was so sick of men like him. Like David and James Amber who didn't respect women and didn't care about their boundaries. That wanted them to be perfect little dolls and behave in ways they deemed acceptable. And Nathan Prescott was worse than them all by fair. That entire family was a curse upon this town.
"So what? You try to rape me and now you think you can tell me what to do?" Her words are venom and she hopes it spreads into his system and eats away at him. "How many other girls have you tried that shit with?!"
She already had the money. The time for being nice was over. She was scared of him, sure. Of course she was. She could still feel him looming over her while she was so helpless. And then the thought she kept trying to deny floated to the top of her head and out of her lips.
"So does that happen at your parties? Did you do that to Rachel?"
@ncvabcrn said: "I could act. If it wasn't for my anxiety."
Chloe hated watching these stupid shows. Aside from when Rachel was in them. But now that she was gone, it didn't feel like it was worth it. It wasn't even that she didn't like them... It just made her think of Rachel. And that hurt.
"Hell yeah. Tell that anxiety to get lost. Or... you could get drunk before walking onto the stage. They don't call it liquid courage for nothin'."