#quasimodo speaks

[lil-lycanthropy]

Do any of yall also ever feel the urge to totally shred yourself to pieces any time you accidentally snap at someone you love

[lil-lycanthropy]

FOR REFERENCE (based on a brief moment of intense fixation and insanity and passion for animals and research and and and)

Electric eels are part of the naked-back knife fish family. Not eels.

Mountain goats are part of the bovidae family (like goats, sheep, cows, antelopes, etc.), but they have a distinct genus compared to what most people think of goats.

Maned wolves are similar where they’re kinda their own thing. However, while the mountain goat genus has several species, maned wolves are the only member of their genus. They’re still closely related to dogs, wolves, and foxes, but they’re not part of the Canis genus (so I believe they wouldn’t be considered canines??).

Once again, King cobras are the only member of their distinct genus (Ophiophagus, which means snake-eating. Guess what their diet is…), whereas true cobras are part of the Naja genus. Cannot say much about the governing structure.

“Regular” shrimp are from the decapoda order, specifically the infraorder Caridea. The closest in common with peacock mantis shrimp is that they’re both part of the Malacostraca class. But like. So are many, many other crustaceans (crabs, crayfish, isopods, lobsters, etc.). Peacock name is likely due to colour, mantis due to posture, shrimp due to…shape?

Horny toads are actually part of the reptile family—unlike toads, which are amphibians! They’re lizards, but they have a toad-like body. Once again, cannot comment on their sexual vs non-sexual intentions.

Mayflies are likely called that because they first appear in May (in their adult form, at least).

Lastly, eastern kingbird. Can’t say why it’s eastern, but the little buggers are a bit tyrannical. I think eastern tyrant bird would’ve sounded cool, but alas, I’m not an ornithologist.

(Feel free to correct any of this info!!!)

I have just learned that Mountain Goats are NOT, in fact, actual Goats.

[ranminfan]

Listening to Tony Jay talk about Claude Frollo, and in my head I'm thinking of a Frollo dressed up modern clothes, on the set of the movie, sitting on an interview about him being an actor playing as Claude.

[hauntedradiotower]

yesterday someone asked me how it was that The Hunchback of Notre Dame felt so alive.

Let me count the reasons! The main one, for me, is the combo of 1) universal & timeless messages, and 2) layered & personal symbolism.

1: Notre Dame represents the protection that humanity should provide to the outcasts of society. 

2: Notre Dame, at the time the book was written, was falling apart, often vandalized, and visually considered grotesque, outdated, & out-of-place. It would’ve probably been torn down if Hugo’s novel hadn’t gotten popular.

The main location and the outcast main character are interlinked through both of these symbols, strengthening the point the story is trying to drive home. Outcasts protecting outcasts, silently acting out the will of God in defiance of the villain guy who thinks he’s doing God’s will by burning everything down.

Slap an awesome soundtrack on top of it and it can’t help but feel alive.

[catman-draws]

~Clang-a-lang~ It's that time again ~Clang-a-lang~

[kunaskitten]

Monster Lines (trueform!sukuna x reader) [heian era]

> Warnings: trueform!sukuna x reader, heian era, sukuna and reader are husband and wife, it's just fluff

> Word Count: 880

> A/N: you know that scene between quasimodo and esmeralda where she shows him that he doesn't have any monster lines? this is that, but with Sukuna. this has probably already been done before but I saw that scene again last night and had to write about it. not my art; credits to @ daimengwww on twitter

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The King of Curses did not sulk. Ryomen Sukuna did not sulk. Your husband did not sulk. At least, that's what you had always thought.

But as you stepped into your shared chambers late in the evening after getting ready for bed, you saw a sight you felt you weren't meant to see. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, turned away from you, and the room felt different. His four arms were folded in a way that made him look smaller if that was even possible.

You had only seen this look once before, in the quiet moments when no one else was watching; when Sukuna allowed himself a rare moment to drop the mask he wore nonstop.

You close the door and turn the lock, then walk slowly and sit down next to him a bit hesitantly. As you look up at him, the sight becomes more real and unfamiliar. The smirk he usually greets you with is nowhere to be seen. Despite his overwhelming physique, at this moment, he looks more delicate than a freshly plucked flower. It's almost like if you pulled too hard, he would unravel.

Sukuna didn't acknowledge you directly. He exhaled hard through his nose as if he was deeply frustrated by something. You lean against him to remind him that you're here for him. You're not really sure how to act since you don't know what's bothering him, but he doesn't leave you in the dark for long.

"They fear me," he muttered, his voice was oddly soft. "They say my name like it's cursed and act as if it burns their tongues." He chuckled dryly, seemingly trying to cope by laughing it off. "But they will still grovel when they want something from me. Whether it be power or mercy, it doesn't matter."

You went still, truly not knowing how to react now. You still couldn't tell. Was Sukuna truly bothered by how people saw him? You never realized it could've affected him in this way.

He exhales again and looks down at his knees, his hands curl into a fist as he speaks. "To them, I am a monster. Not a human, not a man, just something to be criticized. And the fools who worship me are none the better. Their love is that of an insect swarming a corpse."

His tone was soft still, but his words had an edge to them that showed a bit of the weight beneath them. The feelings. To most, it's a small sign that they would've missed, but to you, it was like a blinding light that you couldn't unsee even if you tried. Your heart pangs at the sight of Sukuna calling himself a monster...

You slowly extend your hand and take one of his large hands, holding it in both of yours. He scoffed at you. "What are you doing now?"

You looked at him and smiled softly, then turned your attention back to his hand. Turning it over you run your fingers across his palm, tracing over the lines. You knew there was a chance he would stop you, but you answered him anyway. "I'm reading your fortune."

That made him finally look at you. He turned his head to face you, eyes slightly wide and his expression was simultaneously confused and amused. "Hah. You mean to tell me you actually believe in that nonsense?"

"Not quite," you admit. "But that doesn't mean it can't be fun." You squeeze his hand and give him a reassuring smile.

You turn your attention back to his palm and get to work. Your fingertips follow along the curves and lines of his calloused hand as you search for the silly little meanings behind them. "This line means your lifeline is strong, that was obvious. And this one means your fate is... unshakable." Your bright eyes glance up at his gloomy ones, then you sigh with feigned disappointment. "Though... that's odd."

Sukuna's brow raises and his eyes narrow in on you. "What is?"

You snicker a little to yourself. "I don't see any."

His expression remains confused. "Any what?"

A soft smile paints your face as you look straight into his eyes. "Monster lines. Not a single one."

Sukuna's hand twitched in your grasp and his eyes which were once confused were now completely unreadable. You can see flickers of his arrogance debating scoffing at you, but in the end, he just lowers his head more at your ridiculousness.

"You say such foolish things, you know that?" He chuckles a little under his breath. Your smile doesn't falter, it only grows as you lift up his hand to kiss his knuckles gently.

"The only fools are the ones who can't see what I see." Your voice is sweet and full of conviction as you stare at him with loving eyes. For a moment, Sukuna just watches you, almost like he's trying to understand what it is you really see.

"Is that so?" He asks teasingly. His mood seems lighter now as he continues to look at you with amusement.

You smile widely with a half laugh as you reassure him. "Yeah, I know so."

His grip tightens and his fingers curl around yours. He doesn't say anything else as you two lay down for some much-needed sleep. And as Sukuna pulls you close and holds you tightly, you swear you see him smile, even if just for a moment.

[ueinra]

Victor Hugo's fathers and their adopted children:

Claude Frollo and Quasimodo:

[ Then it was that he approached the unhappy little creature, which was so hated and so menaced. That distress, that deformity, that abandonment, the thought of his young brother, the idea which suddenly occurred to him, that if he were to die, his dear little Jehan might also be flung miserably on the plank for foundlings,—all this had gone to his heart simultaneously; a great pity had moved in him, and he had carried off the child. When he removed the child from the sack, he found it greatly deformed, in very sooth. […] Claude’s compassion increased at the sight of this ugliness; and he made a vow in his heart to rear the child for the love of his brother, in order that, whatever might be the future faults of the little Jehan, he should have beside him that charity done for his sake. ]

Vol.I - Book.IV - Ch.I NOTRE-DAME DE PARIS (1831)

Jean Valjean and Cosette:

[ Jean Valjean had never loved anything; for twenty-five years he had been alone in the world. He had never been father, lover, husband, friend. […] When he saw Cosette, when he had taken possession of her, carried her off, and delivered her, he felt his heart moved within him. All the passion and affection within him awoke, and rushed towards that child. He approached the bed, where she lay sleeping, and trembled with joy. He suffered all the pangs of a mother, and he knew not what it meant; for that great and singular movement of a heart which begins to love is a very obscure and a very sweet thing. Poor old man, with a perfectly new heart! ]

Vol.II - Book.IV - Ch.III LES MISÉRABLES (1862)

Ursus with Gwynplaine and Dea:

[ "Well done, Homo. I shall be father, and you shall be uncle." ]

Vol.I - Book.III - Ch.VI L'HOMME QUI RIT (1869)

Cimourdain and Gauvain:

[ Cimourdain had conceived a passionate love for his pupil. Childhood is so ineffably charming, it absorbs all love. All the power of loving in Cimourdain's nature had, so to speak, concentrated itself upon that child; the heart, condemned to solitude, fed upon this sweet and innocent creature, which it loved with the combined tenderness of a father, a brother, a friend, and a creator. To him he was indeed a son,—not of the flesh, but of the soul; he was not his father, the author of his being, but he was his master, and this was his masterpiece. […] The only being on earth whom he loved was this pupil,—child and orphan as he was. ]

Vol.II - Book.I - Ch.III QUATREVINGT-TREIZE (1874)

[certainchaostyrant]

So we know that in the novel that ludger cherish is compared to a raven, he has that whole dark aesthetic going on, and not to mention one of his identities uses a plague doctor mask which is very “raven” looking (idk if that one’s a stretch or not). But he also is highly intelligent, and mimicry- something that ravens are known for- is something he does with ease. (also fun fact that I didn’t know until comparing the two, ravens uses ‘non-verbal’ or ‘hand gestures’ to communicate, and in the manwa you can clearly see that ludger cherish often uses his hands when speaking. And I thought that was funny.)

so what if he also liked collecting shiny things like ravens as well? We already know he can easily be swayed by money yeah? So my personal head cannon, Heathcliff/ludger cherish, loves to collect shiny things. That shiny Little Rock (his), that shiny thing that came out of Quasimodo (snatched), that cute little hair pin (finders keepers). But not just shiny things, things like books as well. That small notebook sized dictionary (might as well), that thick book that’s really far too inconvenient to lug around? (Who’s gonna stop him? Casey? She’s currently helping him.)

[lil-lycanthropy]

Ok I’m only halfway through the first ep but my lord??? Merlin is very ummmm…homoerotic? I can see why 2013 tumble went crazy over this show

[rayroseu]

HELP DEUCE JUST GOT FRENCHIFIED 🤣🤣🤣🤣 I really love the unique dynamics from this event lol

🥲🥲🥲 This made me sob... No one really can understand them like they do with each other... 😭😭

Outsiders like Azul and Idia thinks theyre just overreacting but considering how Malleus, Silver and Sebek ONLY has each other as they grew up...

(Malleus and Silver being isolated because of their status and obviously Sebek wasnt that accepted by his own grandpa either...)

So Of course any type of peril happening between them —no matter how trivial— would cause them all to immediately worry😭✨ I love it I love how they always try to care for each other at all times.😭😭💖💖

Yuu and Grim can relate XD

No but seriously the gargoyle and Malleus meeting reminds me of Yuu and Malleus meeting lolol 🥺💞💕💞Maybe I'm just reaching.... 😂😂

but I remember a long comment that Malleus most especially notices with us because were similar to a gargoyle— avoided because we're strange and our efforts and "function"(as prefect) are barely recognized.

It also doesnt help that the gargoyle's language sounds like Grim lol 😂 Gargoyle says he lives for eons now and that he never left the tower bcs he's a stone.... so why he speaks such a modern form of language??😂😂 He's using more slang than Malleus who's trying to learn to socialize.... 😂

Ohhh this part made me sad as well because We know in SSR Rollo's vignette that he was hating the gargoyles as he cleans them 😭😭😭😭

I want this text pasted on my study incase I'm guving up on the grind lolol

AAAAAAAHHHHHH HE SAID IT HE SAID IT‼️‼️‼️‼️ THE LINE WHERE THE GARGOYLES WAS ENCOURAGING QUASIMODO TO SAVE ESMERALDA BUT QUASIMODO WAS CONVINCED SHE DOESNT NEED HIM AJDJAJD 😭😭😭😭‼️‼️‼️

On another note, I think the gargoyle DOES REMIND me of Lilia because of these last lines .....🥲🥲🥲🥲

"He runs on little magic so losing a little power is fatal for him" Lilia running out of magic 😭😭😭

"He was worried about him till the very end even though Hes the one responsible" I CANT KNOWING THAT LILIA *WILL* CONFRONT MALLEUS ABOUT HIS OVERBLOT...😭😭

I hope he'll be the one to understand him 🥲🥲💞💞💞

[lottiette]

Hi sweetie!! you're very good, I really like Billy fics, would you like to do one where Billy introduces his (still unofficial) girlfriend during a family dinner?

I would love it, hope you have a great day 🫶

luv u

Billy Thunderman X Reader

“What Are We?”

summery- Billy I introduces you, his unofficial girlfriend, to his family.

Authors note: Hey Anon! Thanks for the request. I apologize that this is kinda short and maybe not the best. I couldn’t really think of ideas but I hope you enjoy this. Feel free to provide feedback and advice.

Word count- 833

Warnings- none.

You were with Billy in his room studying for upcoming exams. It was more procrastination than studying but…you know. When you arrived there no one was home yet. It was just you and Billy. Nora went to hang out with some friends and everybody else was somewhere out. Nora came home at some point coming into the room to hang out with yall for a few minutes, then a few hours later you heard the door open and a middle aged woman speak, “Kids! We’re home.” “OKAY!” Billy and Nora yelled down. You and Billy continued to study, mess around, play fight, maybe kiss a few times. Who knows?-

Around 5:30pm another yell came from the middle aged woman. “Dinner is ready!” You hear a bunch of foot steps running down stairs. You huff, “Well, I guess I’ll take my leave now then.” You start collecting your things and Billy stops you, “Why? You don’t want to stay for dinner?” “Well I mean, there probably isn’t an-“ he cuts you off “Nonsense, stay and eat. I know how much you like food.” “I wasn’t really invite-“ “You’re invited! Plus I’m sure my family would love to meet you.” “Are you sure?” “Totally. Come on!” He grabs your hand and starts running down stairs with you(not with his powers)

You both make it down stairs to the kitchen and see his whole family already there. They all turn and look at you. You stand there awkwardly Quasimodo-ing into your self. “Um Billy who’s that?” The woman who you presume to be his mother asks. “Huh? Oh! This is ‘reader’.” “‘Reader’ this is my mom,” his mother shakes your hand “I’m Barb. Nice to meet you.” You nod and speak shyly, “nice to meet you.” “This is my dad,” His father gives you a firm hand shake, “Hank.” “My older brother Max and my sister Phoebe, they’re the twins.” “Hello” Phoebe say pleasantly while Max just gives you a head nod and a “sup” “and you already know Nora, and my little sister Chloe.” “Hi everyone nice to meet you” “When did you get here?” “Earlier. We were studying.” You say sheepishly. You look at Billy with an awkward face and smile. He just smiles back nodding with a bright grin. “So- Are you two dating?” The question catches you off guard, “What?” Your voice a bit high pitched “No- we-we’re not-“ You stumble over your words trying to explain but Hank saves you. He clears his throat “let’s eat lasagna.” “Yes let’s”

You all laugh and communicate at the table you. “So how long have you two been friends?” Phoebe asks you. “Uhh like since the beginning of the school year.” She nods. Slowly as time went on the conversation got less awkward and you actually started having a good time. You ate 3 plates of lasagna and later had dessert. Eventually it was time for you to go home. All the Thundermans wished you farewell. Barb liked you so much she insisted that you come over again for dinner soon. You’re about to open the door to leave, your hand hovering over the door knob but you don’t open it you swiftly run back over to Billy give him a kiss on the cheek “Bye sweetness I love you!” You cheerfully state then run back out the door. Billy is standing there smiling “Bye I love you!” His family stares at him shocked. Max leans to Phoebe, “HAH! I told you they were dating! 20 bucks.” Billy notices his family’s mouths agape. “She does that sometimes.” He says shrugging with a soft blush. “So are you two da-“ You come running back in this time soaking wet and a bit out of breath. They all stare at you. “It is pouring out there.” You’re dripping water. “Are you alright?” Billy approaches taking your freezing hands. Then thunder-monitor comes on. “Warning, tornado watch.” “Well you can’t go back out there” Barb states with concern. Barb continues, “Why don’t you stay here for the night honey?” “Oh I can’t do that to yall Mrs. Thunderman.” “No really it isn’t safe. Please stay till It clears up.” A loud thunder and lightning strike. “Yeah- okay. I’ll stay.” “Here come on. Come to my room.” Billy takes you by the hand and leads you up to his room. “Thank you Thundermans.”

In Billy’s room he gives you a towel, his shirt and some pant/shorts. (It’s your choice if you decide to wear the bottoms.) After you’re dried off and changed you and Billy cuddle up in his bed. You start whining, “My belly hurts!” “You ate a lot.” “It was delicious.” He holds you as he laughs and tucks your hair behind your ear. A movie is playing on his tv and you feel so comfortable in his arms but then your mind starts wondering with a question.

“Billy what are we?” …

[annymation]

"This Wish" Reimagined

Asha's "I Want" song in my Wish rewrite

Something that quite bothered me in Wish’s “I want song” is that I never really… Connected with Asha as a character while listening to it.

With Ariel we WANT to see her get to the surface.

With Quasimodo we WANT to see him out of Notre Dame.

With Mirabel we WANT to see her make her family proud.

With Asha I want… her to have more than this…?

And what is “this”? Like, the subject is vague, and that’s because the song writer Julia Michels was asked to just “Write a song about a young woman that wants to fight an corrupt system” which is a neat concept… But Julia didn’t know what that corrupt system even was doing, I’m not joking, she said so on interviews, AND SHE SAID DISNEY ASKED HER TO DO IT IN 3 WEEKS LIKE GIRL!?

Anyway, as a result, I can’t really relate to Asha’s struggles because the song feel like it could be sang by ANYONE facing a hard situation where they “May be young but are not wrong” or “Have hesitations about what to do”…

But who is ASHA in this, aside from the person who is singing the song? Yeah, she wants more, but more WHAT?! You can listen to “When will my life begin” without watching Tangled and you’ll totally understand what Rapunzel’s personality is and what she wants… But in This Wish?… I don’t know who the heck is Asha, and I watched the movie!

It doesn’t help that in the movie the BIG HORRIBLE REVEAL that Asha is facing is that the system that only grants one wish per month… isn’t granting EVERYONE’S wishes… when that should’ve been common sense, like, does no one in Rosas understand basic math???

In my rewrite though, Asha has been silently questioning the system around her but knowing full well she couldn’t change it so she just accepted it, until the day arrived for her to give away her wish to conform to the expectations. She said she didn’t want to, and questioned if the king even granted all the wishes like he said he did. Seeing that she had spirit, the king and queen gaslight, gatekeep and girlboss manipulated her to get a wish out of her, and after that, by peeking through a door, Asha discovered the truth about her kingdom’s wish system, a truth so terrifying for her that she ran as far away as she could. And with no one else to help her… She made a wish upon a star.

(There, I summarized my rewrite so far, if that sounds cool to you consider checking it out here)

I think that’s a more interesting premise, and it gives Asha more nuance, but how do you translate ALL THAT into one song? Well, here’s how I’d change “This Wish” to do that:

“This Wish”

Should have listened to my own instincts No time to cry now for what could have been If I could show them everything I've seen Open their eyes to all the lies then Would they believe in me or in them? But when I speak, they tell me, "Sit down" But how can I when I've already started runnin'? All I wanted to do was grant my wish on my own But now that wish's stolen and, I am all alone [Chorus] So I look up at the stars to guide me For I know they can send me a sign If knowing what it could be is what drives me Then let me be the first to stand in line So I make this wish Asking us for freedom, hope and bliss So I make this wish To have something more for us than this [Post-Chorus] Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ah More than this, oh-ah-ah-ah For many years they’ve been tricking us all Yeah, they said “We’ll protect you” while being our downfall Now what’s a girl like me supposed to do? How do you fight a king and queen? oh and they’ve got magic too! And all I've got is reservations and hesitations On where I should even begin I'm past dipping my toes in But I'm not, no, I'm not past diving in If I could just be pointed in any given direction On where to go and what to do My legs are shaking, but my head's held high The way you always taught me to [Chorus] So I look up at the stars to guide me For I know they will send me a sign I'm sure there will be challenges that find me But I can take them on one at a time So I make this wish Asking us for freedom, hope and bliss So I make this wish To have something more for us than this [Post-Chorus] Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (So I make this wish) Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ah (To have something more) More than this, oh-ah-ah-ah [Outro] So I make this wish To have something more for us than this!

Thank You For Reading!

[aroacettorney]

for a character with a reputation of being extremely rational and logical, many of ludger's actions are actually quite emotionally motivated. even when he stays oblivious to his true emotions, there are still many instances where we can see how they unknowingly manifest in his actions and subtly influence his biases. i think ludger's second most toxic trait is that he tends to subconsciously cook up a seemly logical reason to spontaneously cover up his emotional ass because he cannot admit to himself that he feels emotions intensely.

exhibit A: his vengeance for arte's death required him to admit that he had a strong attachment to the kid, so he stated that eliminating the evil and offering solace to the victims were the actual reasons. counter: there were many better ways to deal with delica's incidents if his goal was simply enacting justice. even hans realised that this was a weak excuse to conceal his regrets.

exhibit B: his mercy towards aiden required him to admit his unwillingness to eliminate him, so he covered it up by reasoning that it would be too risky to take a student's life. counter: we know very well that he's fully capable of eliminating someone without leaving a trace if he puts his mind to the task.

exhibit C: his sparing casey's life twice required him to admit his disinclination to kill her, so instead, he reasoned that she was more useful alive and that her excessive pride wouldn't let her easily expose him to the public anyway. counter: strategically speaking, turning her against blackdawn was an obvious blunder. he didn't even need her to deal with them. plus, somehow he conveniently forgot at the moment that casey could still have told her best friend, terinna, about his identity regardless of the matter of pride and subjected him to even worse danger.

exhibit D: his taking owens under his wings and founding u.n. owen required him to admit his emotional bonds to them, so he claimed that he needed a strong fortress for his goals and his own protection, especially against the bretus. counter: considering his op-ness, he had never really needed protection. he also mainly tasked owens with leg work while dealing with most of the dangers by himself. he even ended up disbanding them to confront bretus on his own and telling them to prioritize their lives over his goals.

at first glance, his reasoning might seem sound and logical, but if we look at them for more than ten seconds, they are actually quite flimsy and contradictory. this is not to say he's inherently an idiot or a terrible liar. ludger's capability of reasoning is proven comparable to that of casey. he is also an excellent liar when it comes to deliberately lying to someone. but how does one reason or lie about feelings that they themselves are not even aware of?

my hypothesis:

when his suppressed emotions subconsciously influence his biases and/or manifest into his actions, ludger needs to convince himself that he is still being logical, and thus, without even realising it, he tries to rationalize them and grab onto whatever reason that momentarily sounds in his mind: why was he so dedicated to teaching his students? he couldn't get caught half-assing his job, and he wanted to earn the trust of the president. why did he save esmeralda? quasimodo annoyed him, so he had to step in. why did he delay the first princess' orders and prioritize the students' safety during the attacks on the capital? it was the princess' trusted blade himself who suggested saving the students, and not him. why did he accept casey's companionship during his moriarty's era? it was an act, and he was simply getting into his character.

whether ludger wants to admit it or not, he has always been a person moving according to his emotions. and the actual reason why we see so many inconsistencies and hypocrisies in his actions when aligning all of them together with his own logic is that his reasonings are only flimsy excuses that his subconsciousness makes up on the fly to rationalize away his repressed emotions, i.e. his strong attachments to this world.

[marshmallowwitharubberband]

Speaking of random thoughts...

[officialjudgeclaudefrollo]

How would Frollo react to a cute and frail elf girl with fluffy curls, big ears and big blue eyes finds herself at the door of Notre Dame, asking him with a soft voice : "Fisemô a paae." (Or I submit my self to the patriarch) before asking him, in French this time, if the priests of the Catholic God perform wing cutting rituals. With maybe Quasimodo stumbling in.

"Child," he begins, his voice low and deliberate, tinged with a mix of suspicion and reluctant curiosity, "the Church does not indulge in barbarism disguised as sacrament. The 'rituals' you speak of bear no place here, nor in the doctrine of the Almighty. What would prompt such an unsettling query?"

"What is this talk of submitting to the patriarch? You stand at the threshold of the Lord’s house. Speak clearly, and do not obscure your purpose behind fanciful words or strange customs."

[hannahhook7744]

Frollo Kid Badun Detective Agency Files;

Cesare Frollo (Getting To Know The Dead):

Name Of The Dead: Cesare Bartholomew Colmcille Frollo. 

Age Of The Dead: 17 years old. 

Father: Judge Claude Frollo.

Mother: A woman rumored to be named ‘Joan’. 

Sibling(s):  

Quasimodo (Older Adoptive Brother),

Cornel Frollo (Younger Half Brother),

Cyriacus Frollo (Younger Half Brother),

Claudine Frollo (Younger Half Sister),

And Magnolia ‘Gigi’ Gothel (Younger Half Sister).

Favorite Food: Grape crepes.

Favorite Color: Black. 

Favorite Toy/Object: Beaded Cross Necklace (he's never had a toy). 

Dream Job/Job Had: According to his sister, Cesare was interested in teaching and likely would have pursued the career path had their father died before he had. 

Hobbies: Reading, theater, playing with his siblings, playing with fire, learning new things, finding out about history, coming up with learning plans, doing projects, studying law, exercising, listening to hymns, and arts and crafts.

Pet(s): None.

Cause Of Death: Stabbed to death by Daciana Gaskit—one of Frollo’s many victims.

Signature Of Person Who Filled Out The Report:

Detective Hermione ‘Hermie’ Bing.

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Cesare Frollo (Death Report):

Cesare Frollo (Death Report):

Name Of Detective: Yzla Sorcerer of Enchancia.

Age Of Detective: 7 years old. 

Date Of Report: December 3rd, Year 12.

Name Of The Deceased: Cesare Bartholomew Colmcille Frollo

Age Of The Deceased: 17 years old. 

File Number: 0001.

Report: The Deceased (17, Male. Child of Judge Claude Frollo) died from blood loss after getting stabbed six times by one of Frollo’s victims—and his half brother, Cornel Frollo’s, grandmother— Daciana Gaskit.

The Deceased reportedly stopped to help the woman up after she tripped in the market when she attacked on June 17th, Year 10, while on his way to a surprise party one of his friends, Hunter de Vil, was throwing him. Nearby witnesses say that one moment the woman was fine and the next she was screaming in (what they assume to be) her native tongue. Conflicting reports from those who speak her language say that she may or may not have mistaken him for the Judge based on their very similar appearances. But these are just rumors. 

Surprisingly, some onlookers quickly rushed to intervene, preventing the elderly woman from getting anymore stabs in on the teen by separating the two—and get some medical aid from one of the few medical staff on the isle at the time, finding one Dr. Martha Hatchaway in under half an hour.

But by then it was too late for the doctor to do anything other than sit with the deceased as he breathed his last breath. 

His next of kin was informed shortly after by the good doctor herself and was given a full Catholic burial (or as close to one as one can have on the isle) and word spread.

It is being looked into at the moment whether or not there was a death certificate issued by any one at the time or not. 

Yzla signing out. 

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(In Universe) Note: The agency received the photos of the victim from Hunter de Vil and are currently looking into ways to replicate the photos so that the Frollo siblings can have the copies.

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Author's Note:

Whatever you do, don't think about how Cesare Frollo never got to celebrate any of his seventeen years worth of birthdays. 

Don't think about how Cesare died not knowing that Hunter had thrown him a surprise party after trying to help a woman in the market but did die knowing that his siblings’ shield from their father (him) was gone. 

Don't think about how Cesare died knowing that he was dying because of his father's actions and how he maybe even knew it was his brother’s grandmother killing him. 

Don't think about how long Hunter de Vil must have waited for Cesare to show up before he found out why he wasn't coming. Don't think about how numb Hunter went when he found out that his friend was dead because he was on the way to the party Hunter threw for him. 

Don't think about Hunter de Vil's grief and guilt over the incident or how lonely he must feel after losing one of the few people who can truly understand what he's been through.

Don't think of how Cesare spent his entire life conflicted; trying to be both a good brother and a good son and a good sin-less boy.

And whatever you do, definitely don't think about how Hunter probably carefully picked through the photos he had of Cesare to find the ones where he looked most like a child and least like Frollo so that nobody could look at the photos and blame Cesare for what happened. All for the Badun Detective Agency’s files and all so people could see Cesare how Hunter himself and their few friends had. 

Or how Cesare never got out from under his father's thumb, and because of that, some people will always think that he was just like his father.

(The very thought that caused someone to kill him).

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Cornel Frollo (Getting To Know The Dead):

Name Of The Dead: Cornel Thomas Howard Sebastian Frollo (Formerly Gaskit). 

Age Of The Dead: 17 years old. 

Father: Judge Claude Frollo.

Mother: Luciana Gaskit.

Sibling(s):  

Quasimodo (Older Adoptive Brother),

Cesare Frollo (Older Half Brother),

Cyriacus Frollo (Younger Half Brother),

Claudine Frollo (Younger Half Sister),

And Magnolia ‘Gigi’ Gothel (Younger Half Sister).

Favorite Food: Szaloncukor. 

Favorite Color: Purple.

Favorite Toy/Object: A handmade doll that he made to resemble his mother, his mother's cross necklace, and the last photo he, his mother, and grandmother ever took together.

Dream Job/Job Had: Shop Owner (on the isle) or space explorer (off the isle). 

Hobbies: Sewing, embroidery, sneaking out, playing games with his siblings, stargazing, researching space, researching different cultures, learning different languages, learning about different cultures, basket weaving, juggling and knife throwing (learned from a couple of visits from Bing’s Circus), arts and crafts, baking, listening to music, crocheting, knitting, rock climbing, dancing, scrapbooking, creating space related models, astronomy, and dnd. 

Pet(s): None. 

Cause Of Death: Flogged to death by Judge Frollo for ‘refusing to repent’. 

Signature Of Person Who Filled Out The Report:

Detective Edmund ‘Eddie’ Balthazar. 

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Cornel Frollo (Death Report):

Name Of Detective: Reza Vizer of Agrabah.

Age Of Detective: 6 years old. 

Date Of Report: April 19th, Year 13. 

Name Of The Deceased: Cornel Thomas Howard Sebastian Frollo (Formerly Gaskit). 

Age Of The Deceased: 17 years old. 

File Number: 0240. 

Report: The Deceased (17, Male. Child of Judge Claude Frollo and Luciana Gaskit) died from a mix of blood loss, heatstroke, and bluntforce trauma while being flogged by his father, Judge Claude Frollo, for refusing to repent for his perceived sins. 

The Deceased reportedly had gotten into an altercation with the judge that ended up with him being dragged out of the Frollo's Flat and down the stairs of Frollo’s Creperie on April 18th, Year 13. From there a large amount of witnesses saw the Judge flogging the Deceased and getting more and more irate as the Deceased began to pray in what was reported to be his native tongue. 

A few of the witnesses tried to intervene but were intercepted by other onlookers (who were likely trying to stop them for their own safety due to the Judge being known to get violent with those who intervene in the ‘Lord’s work’ (read as: his own work) and Frollo's men. 

The incident has been recorded to have lasted at least an hour. 

His next of kin was informed shortly after, likely by Frollo himself. 

It is being looked into at the moment as to what the Judge did with the body and whether it can be retrieved and given a proper rest with Claudine Frollo, Cyriacus Frollo, and Gigi Gothel's permission. 

Reza signing out. 

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Note: The pictures were dropped off by an unknown party on the front door of the Badun Detective Agency's HQ.

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Cyriacus Frollo (Getting To Know The Dead):

Name Of The Dead: Cyriacus Ignatius Vladimir Frollo.

Age Of The Dead: 15 years old.

Father: Judge Claude Frollo.

Mother: Cassandra of Troy. 

Sibling(s):  

Quasimodo (Older Adoptive Brother),

Cesare Frollo (Older Half Brother),

Cornel Frollo (Older Half Brother),

Claudine Frollo (Younger Half Sister),

And Magnolia ‘Gigi’ Gothel (Younger Half Sister).

Favorite Food: Souvlaki. 

Favorite Color: Red. 

Favorite Toy/Object: His cane (because Cornel made it for him and he can hit people, like his father, with it) and an apollo voodoo doll Cornel helped him make. 

Dream Job/Job Had: Actor. 

Hobbies: Playing games with his siblings, pulling pranks, drawing/painting, playing with animals, playing with animals, eavesdropping, listening to music, acting, listening to stories and reading, arts and crafts, listening to soap operas, fishing, frog catching, etc.

Pet(s): A blind frog named ‘Damnation’. 

Cause Of Death: Attempted murder–suicide via jumping from the bell tower with Claudine Frollo.

Signature Of Person Who Filled Out The Report:

Detective Harold ‘Harry’ Badun. 

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Cyriacus Frollo (Death Report):

Cyriacus Frollo (Death Report):

Name Of Detective: Jason ‘Jace’ Badun. 

Age Of Detective: 8 years old. 

Date Of Report: April 23rd, Year 13. 

Name Of The Deceased: Cyriacus Ignatius Vladimir Frollo.

Age Of The Deceased: 15 years old. 

File Number: 0243. 

Report: The Deceased (15, Male. Child of Judge Claude Frollo and Cassandra of Troy) died on impact upon jumping from the top of the bell tower. 

The main witness, the Deceased’s sister— Claudine Frollo (ten years old at the time)—, accounted that in the week following their older brother, Cornel Frollo’s death, the Deceased had been acting erratic. Muttering about visions and how it wasn't fair, and about how something had to be done. 

Then, on the night of April 23rd, Year 13, the Deceased reportedly woke up Claudine Frollo and helped her slip on her coat and shoes, and helping her collect her stuffed lamb, her baby blanket, and all eight of her pet mice and rats before sneaking them out of Frollo's flat, down the steps of Frollo's Creperie, and to the bell tower. Where he proceeded to try and jump from the tower with her like Claudine Frollo's mother, Delilah, had done several years prior. 

Claudine Frollo managed to loose from her brother’s hold and escape but wasn't able to prevent the Deceased from jumping and by the time she made it to the ground floor, it was too late for anything to be done to help him. 

There is no next of kin to be informed and the body will be retrieved from wherever Frollo chucks it and given a greek burial with the help of Hades. 

Jace signing out.

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(In universe) Note: the photo is quite a few years outdated but it's one of the only ones that can be found and the agency isn't willing to ask the family for a more updated photo as we know there are few.