✞ROCK and RIOT✞

Clayton Frollo, son of Claude Frollo ✞ Written by: Cas ✞ Main blog to: atlonglast-light ✞ Descendants RP/Ask blog ✞ OC/Fandom friendly ✞ Indie Non-selective ✞ Muse is 18+ Mun is 18+ ✞ READ RULES ✞

[dailybipuns]

Okay, hot take? Bisexual and pansexual are functionally synonyms, and the decision to ID as one or the other comes down to personal preference and interpretation, and any attempt to further separate the two is driving a wedge between two communities that should have nothing but love and solidarity for one another. 

We have more in common than not, and the words for our respective identities should not be pitted against each other. 

[swordshapedleaves]

Yeah with overlapping identities like this I just go for whichever one I like the pride flag the most.

[dailybipuns]

That’s so valid. 

[love-geofffree-deactivated20190]

There is a distinction between pansexual and bisexual but it is a very fine line, so fine that people who fit the definition for pansexual better may ID as bisexual instead for a variety of personal reasons and vice versa. But there is a distinction and acting like they are perfect synonyms can be quite invalidating.

Bisexual - attraction to multiple genders where gender is a factor within the attraction, and can include a preference for one gender over another, or attraction that feels different when it’s directed at a specific gender.

Pansexual- attraction to people regardless of gender. Gender is not a factor, you’d expect a blanket sensation of attraction regardless of which gender it is attracted to, and no sense of intuitive gender preference (though perhaps a logical one).

Notice that neither of these definitions actually exclude transgender or non-binary people and arguing otherwise is biphobic and transphobic. But there is still a distinction - practically, the issues they face and the relationships they will end up in are the same, but emotionally and subjectively they feel different.

[j-erin]

Me reading the first post: I totally agree 100% quit telling me that calling myself bisexual means I’m transphobic

Me reading post four: OH I never heard that distinction before. Being attracted to masculine ppl DOES feel different to me than being attracted to feminine ppl. It never occurred to me that pansexual people experienced attraction different from me in that way. Today I have learned something.

[ebonyheartnet]

Okay, so this is a better explanation than I have seen before, and I’m really glad it crossed my dash. *throws love and support @ my bi and pan friends across the globe bc they’re all valid*

[03josten]

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

Moment of weakness (from your favorite teacher! lol)

Moment of Weakness: 22, My muse is in a frightened or nervous state

Clayton sat in the lighting booth after school, shaking with tears streaming down his face. This weekend was the weekend he was to visit his father. Surprisingly, even though he was a VK, he had to he get papers signed by the man. He had locked the door, but there were a few sets that a few teachers had.

[clopinthejester]

Of course when it comes down to it, he wants to do this for Clayton. It breaks his heart to know that he feels such pain and loneliness and Clopin wants to be able to give him the support he deserves. However… a slightly selfish motive. To see Frollo once again… to waltz into his cathedral as the hero his child, it was invigorating. He wants to see the look on the judge’s face more than anything. 

But as that thought lingers, the whispers in his head start to grow louder. He fidgeted and cleared his throat to focus back on the reality in front of him. He sat up straight again and chuckled with Clayton again. 

“Oh, I’m sure he does avoid it. I, however, have no issue sharing the adventures I’ve had with your father. Seeing the red in his face was the highlight of my younger days.” He laughed. Of course, he didn’t want to get too carried away with talking about Frollo like that. He was still Clayton’s father after all. He didn’t want to overstep a boundary. 

He chuckled and smiled at Clayton. He couldn’t help but be giddy about it. “I’m sure you’re right. And perhaps Esmeralda would enjoy to have you in her dancing classes as well.” Although, Fairy Godmother and I agreed it’s for the best to just not go into much detail about me, especially with the um–” 

He paused, his smile shifted. He’s sure Clayton knows since the other villains at the isle would talk about Frollo and his clashing with Clopin. Maleficent especially would probably be ecstatic to brag about one of the best curses she had given. 

“… with the curse.” He looked away from Clayton for a moment. 

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

Clayton would be lying if he said he wasn’t excited to show Frollo up too. I mean, yeah, it’s good to have an adult that you can trust and for all intents and purposes, the boy does trust Clopin. Even if he wasn’t going to see his father, he’d take up his teacher on that any day of the week. But there was a little part of him that just wanted to rub it in Frollos face. Because Clayton knew that watching his own child who he abandoned go to his mortal enemy for support would piss him off so much.

“That’d be great! I’d love to hear them sometime!” He grinned. Of course, the villains of the isle didn’t know every story about his father. He was sure to hear a new one from Clopin. “Maybe then I can tell you about some of the shit I used to pull after I got kicked out.” He laughed.

He had been actually a little nervous to speak to Quasimodo or Esmerelda, though. He knew how much pain his father caused them and worried how it may effect their treatment of him. I mean…it’s not like he’s exactly the spitting image of Frollo but…you know, he still feared dropping his last name. He laughed, playing his nervousness off. “I ain’t much of a dancer…Might watch though.” He smiled.

It faded however, as Clopin mentioned the curse. Oh…right. He nearly forgot about it. “Oh…yeah.” He frowned, an almost apologetic look on his face as he glanced to the ground. “Well…I don’t know much about it but…I do know stuff about triggers so…I don’t know if I accidentally say stuff or do anything that triggers any visions or something…like…let me know.” He smiled again, a reassuring smile.

[clopinthejester]

Clopin was trying his best to hide his excitement. He can finally share with someone his childhood memories. Fairy Godmother didn’t want to hear of any negative experiences, Esmeralda was like a daughter to him, and Quasimodo had a very “pure” outlook on life and also had a relationship with Frollo so he wasn’t keen on knowing the troubles he caused either. He already could think of a dozen stories to tell Clayton. 

“Well, I’m sure they both would be delighted to meet you anyway. We don’t have to tell them your parentage of course, if you don’t want to, but I figure if you and I spend more time together, it’s only inevitable for them to see you as well. I see them all the time. Even – ugh – Doofus. I mean, Phoebus, our wonderful security guard, and my…lovely…son-in-law.” He grumbled  

When he mentioned triggers, he gave him an appreciative smile. “Thank you, Clayton. Don’t worry about that though, there’s not really a certain word or tick that gets to me. It kind of just happens sometimes. Well, I guess anything that reminds me of my past is sort of trigger. But that’s okay, really. I have my potions that help maintain everything going on up here.” He taps on his head. “And I’ve learned how to work through whenever it becomes a big more. And hey, who knows, maybe we’ll find a cure on the island as well as stick it to your old man.” He laughed. 

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

He smiled, giving Clopin a very thankful look. “Thanks. I mean…If you were able to figure it out so quickly, I’m sure they’ll find out one way or another. So it might be more honest to tell them upfront…maybe…” He raised a brow at this Doofus figure. He wasn’t gonna lie, he hadn’t heard all the specifics of his tales so he didn’t know any Phoebus. But, he sounded like an asshole so… “Ugh, cops.” He smirked. “Well I’m excited to meet them all. Do you think…they’ll like me?” He nervously pushed some of his hair away from his face.

Clayton smiled. Well it’s a good thing there wasn’t any specific triggers. There’s no telling how exdrodinarily guilty he’d feel if he accidentally triggered some sort of vision. “Well that’s good.” He was about to say ‘At least one of us is medicated’ but decided that it probably wasn’t the best time. “Well, if it starts to happen and you don’t have a potion…and I’m there, just like…tell me how I can help. Because I wanna help.” He smiled again.

Laughing a little he nodded. “Oh hell yeah! Can you imagine? Us going to the island to cure the curse and mess with Frollo! That’d be so fun!” Sounded like something right out of a fairy tale…but I suppose they were already apart of one anyways. “Ohh!! And I can show you where I used to hang out! I think…Oh my old boss has got to still be on the isle… And Xander…” He mumbled to himself, trying to piece together which of his old friends had come to auradon and which had stayed. He knew some of them went elsewhere, so it was a bit tricky.

[clopinthejester]

“Well, I was able to figure it out because you said your last name on the first day of classes.” He laughed. He sat straight again, smiling from ear to ear. “Are you kidding? They’re gonna love you! You’re absolutely nothing like your father, so naturally, you’ll have a loveable flair to yourself.” 

He took a sigh and stood from his seat. “Well, since the air has been cleared, I suppose I don’t have to really keep it a secret from you…” He walked over to the soundboard and unlocked the little filing cabinet beside it. He reached inside one of the drawers and took out a small vial of gold shimmering liquid. “I always keep a spare close by in case I run out, and I don’t have time to run home.” He took out a flask from his jacket pocket and emptied the vial into the flask, took a sip from it, and put it back in his jacket. 

After he took a drink of his potion, he took another breath so he can fully compose himself. He had started to hear faint whispering, but he wasn’t affected by it at all. This isn’t even severe enough to make him twitch, but he didn’t want to risk it getting worse and have it happen quickly in front of Clayton. 

He smiled more as Clayton happily reminisced. “I’d love to see it! And I can show you where my old hideouts used to be as well!” He chuckled. “I guess for now, before we both get a little ahead of ourselves… we should talk to fairy godmother. 

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

He paused for a moment before tilting his head. “Alright...heh, ya got me there. But uh...yeah I mean I dunno.” He smiled nervously, scratching the back of his neck. “If you think they’ll like me...I mean, I trust you man.”

He raised a brow at the Potion. It was...beautiful. Like liquid gold. “Woah.” When he was a little younger he probably would’ve stolen that to pawn off. But now he just sorta wanted to look at it. “Well...that’s good to hear. I guess it is always good to have a vial close by. Just in case.” He smiled up at him. He hadn’t even noticed Clopin being effected by the whispers.

He was far more interested in seeing his hideouts. “No way! Yeah, yeah I can’t wait to see it!” It was weird, he was actually getting excited about going to the Isle again. Clayton totally forgot he was going there to see his father. “Oh- Oh yeah, yeah let’s do that.” He nodded, chuckling to himself. “Let’s go talk to fairy godmother.”

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

...

what a break that was.

Anyways, back now.

[persephonememes]

* (  REIGN /  SENTENCE PROMPTS.

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ Men forget, that woman have ears. ❜

❛ This is a course you cannot step back from. ❜

❛ We all die. The question is what we stood for while we lived. ❜

❛ I did not expect to like you. But I do. ❜

❛ Duels only lead to dead men, not respect. ❜

❛ I let you win that race. ❜

❛ I was unaware that your crushing defeat was an act of charity. ❜

❛ Before I met you, I loved someone. In that way that should’ve lasted a lifetime, but it didn’t. ❜

❛ When I lost her, I thought I’d never feel again, and yet here I am. ❜

❛ We’re gonna be in danger no matter, whether we’re together or not. ❜

❛ I’m glad you’ve come! ❜

❛ I had hoped that our marriage would be a partnership in every way. But with your drinking, your cheating, your blind ambition- ❜

❛ I am trying to be better! ❜

❛ I know we hardly know each other, and yet here I am, asking you to risk everything for me. ❜

❛ I would do anything for you. ❜

❛ I didn’t kill him, but justice needed to be done. ❜

❛ This vile act will not ease your pain! ❜

❛ Revenge is not meant to ease pain. It is meant to balance the scales. ❜

❛ I don’t want to leave you! ❜

❛ I love you. ❜

❛ I put my trust in you. ❜

❛ Well surely you don’t blame me. ❜

❛ How nice of you to take time out of your grievance to mock me. ❜

❛ Not now, I need some air. ❜

❛ I’ve learned never trust the beginning of a book. ❜

❛ And perhaps I shall have your throat slit in your sleep. ❜

❛ We have a problem. ❜

❛ This is your fault. ❜

❛ I should have your entire family burned at the stake. ❜

❛ I’m not gonna lie for you. ❜

❛ Be patient with me. Please. ❜

❛ I can’t bear to lose you. ❜

❛ I won’t ever tire of you. ❜

❛ Speak! While there is still mercy in my heart! ❜

❛ Perhaps I have taken all the chances at love that I deserve. ❜

❛ I’m sorry that I failed to love you in the way that you deserved. ❜

❛ Look how far you’ve come. Trading your heart to rise in station. ❜

❛ But let me offer some advice: next time you threaten someone, make sure you have proof. ❜

❛ A theory is nothing more than a feather. ❜

❛ I am on no one’s side, but my own. ❜

❛ A daughter joining her mother for an evening stroll is hardly a crime. ❜

❛ The tears might be a bit much. ❜

❛ I lost both the man I love and the man I could have loved. ❜

❛ I’m asking you to marry me. But I’m begging you to save your own life. ❜

❛ Do you think we can be happy together? ❜

❛ You’re so clever. Your lies come so easily. ❜

❛ You invited me here because you think of me, as often as I think of you. ❜

❛ You don’t know what you’re talking about. ❜

❛ I feel a poison in my heart. How long until I give into it? ❜

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

like/reblog for a lyrical starter from Clayton Frollo

(I’ll probs write them tomorrow night because ya boi is TIRED but i wanna do something)

[ccogley-deactivated20260124]

Hey guys!! I’m doing a year long focus based of fear and people’s reaction to it and the personification of fear! So to do that, I have to do a shit ton of research! So if anyone wants to help me to that I implore you to take this little survey! It’s completely anonymous!

https://forms.gle/uBEi444YPWGn5xBn8

What do you fear?

Just a little research I'm doing for an artistic focus

[incorrecthunchbackquotes]

“Dom Claude Frollo may have raised an emotionally vacant child with severe depression and anxiety, but he didn’t raise a quitter.”

— Quasimodo

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

Moment of weakness (from your favorite teacher! lol)

Moment of Weakness: 22, My muse is in a frightened or nervous state

Clayton sat in the lighting booth after school, shaking with tears streaming down his face. This weekend was the weekend he was to visit his father. Surprisingly, even though he was a VK, he had to he get papers signed by the man. He had locked the door, but there were a few sets that a few teachers had.

[clopinthejester]

Of course when it comes down to it, he wants to do this for Clayton. It breaks his heart to know that he feels such pain and loneliness and Clopin wants to be able to give him the support he deserves. However… a slightly selfish motive. To see Frollo once again… to waltz into his cathedral as the hero his child, it was invigorating. He wants to see the look on the judge’s face more than anything. 

But as that thought lingers, the whispers in his head start to grow louder. He fidgeted and cleared his throat to focus back on the reality in front of him. He sat up straight again and chuckled with Clayton again. 

“Oh, I’m sure he does avoid it. I, however, have no issue sharing the adventures I’ve had with your father. Seeing the red in his face was the highlight of my younger days.” He laughed. Of course, he didn’t want to get too carried away with talking about Frollo like that. He was still Clayton’s father after all. He didn’t want to overstep a boundary. 

He chuckled and smiled at Clayton. He couldn’t help but be giddy about it. “I’m sure you’re right. And perhaps Esmeralda would enjoy to have you in her dancing classes as well.” Although, Fairy Godmother and I agreed it’s for the best to just not go into much detail about me, especially with the um–” 

He paused, his smile shifted. He’s sure Clayton knows since the other villains at the isle would talk about Frollo and his clashing with Clopin. Maleficent especially would probably be ecstatic to brag about one of the best curses she had given. 

“… with the curse.” He looked away from Clayton for a moment. 

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

Clayton would be lying if he said he wasn’t excited to show Frollo up too. I mean, yeah, it’s good to have an adult that you can trust and for all intents and purposes, the boy does trust Clopin. Even if he wasn’t going to see his father, he’d take up his teacher on that any day of the week. But there was a little part of him that just wanted to rub it in Frollos face. Because Clayton knew that watching his own child who he abandoned go to his mortal enemy for support would piss him off so much.

“That’d be great! I’d love to hear them sometime!” He grinned. Of course, the villains of the isle didn’t know every story about his father. He was sure to hear a new one from Clopin. “Maybe then I can tell you about some of the shit I used to pull after I got kicked out.” He laughed.

He had been actually a little nervous to speak to Quasimodo or Esmerelda, though. He knew how much pain his father caused them and worried how it may effect their treatment of him. I mean…it’s not like he’s exactly the spitting image of Frollo but…you know, he still feared dropping his last name. He laughed, playing his nervousness off. “I ain’t much of a dancer…Might watch though.” He smiled.

It faded however, as Clopin mentioned the curse. Oh…right. He nearly forgot about it. “Oh…yeah.” He frowned, an almost apologetic look on his face as he glanced to the ground. “Well…I don’t know much about it but…I do know stuff about triggers so…I don’t know if I accidentally say stuff or do anything that triggers any visions or something…like…let me know.” He smiled again, a reassuring smile.

[clopinthejester]

Clopin was trying his best to hide his excitement. He can finally share with someone his childhood memories. Fairy Godmother didn’t want to hear of any negative experiences, Esmeralda was like a daughter to him, and Quasimodo had a very “pure” outlook on life and also had a relationship with Frollo so he wasn’t keen on knowing the troubles he caused either. He already could think of a dozen stories to tell Clayton. 

“Well, I’m sure they both would be delighted to meet you anyway. We don’t have to tell them your parentage of course, if you don’t want to, but I figure if you and I spend more time together, it’s only inevitable for them to see you as well. I see them all the time. Even – ugh – Doofus. I mean, Phoebus, our wonderful security guard, and my…lovely…son-in-law.” He grumbled  

When he mentioned triggers, he gave him an appreciative smile. “Thank you, Clayton. Don’t worry about that though, there’s not really a certain word or tick that gets to me. It kind of just happens sometimes. Well, I guess anything that reminds me of my past is sort of trigger. But that’s okay, really. I have my potions that help maintain everything going on up here.” He taps on his head. “And I’ve learned how to work through whenever it becomes a big more. And hey, who knows, maybe we’ll find a cure on the island as well as stick it to your old man.” He laughed. 

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

He smiled, giving Clopin a very thankful look. “Thanks. I mean...If you were able to figure it out so quickly, I’m sure they’ll find out one way or another. So it might be more honest to tell them upfront...maybe...” He raised a brow at this Doofus figure. He wasn’t gonna lie, he hadn’t heard all the specifics of his tales so he didn’t know any Phoebus. But, he sounded like an asshole so... “Ugh, cops.” He smirked. “Well I’m excited to meet them all. Do you think...they’ll like me?” He nervously pushed some of his hair away from his face.

Clayton smiled. Well it’s a good thing there wasn’t any specific triggers. There’s no telling how exdrodinarily guilty he’d feel if he accidentally triggered some sort of vision. “Well that’s good.” He was about to say ‘At least one of us is medicated’ but decided that it probably wasn’t the best time. “Well, if it starts to happen and you don’t have a potion...and I’m there, just like...tell me how I can help. Because I wanna help.” He smiled again.

Laughing a little he nodded. “Oh hell yeah! Can you imagine? Us going to the island to cure the curse and mess with Frollo! That’d be so fun!” Sounded like something right out of a fairy tale...but I suppose they were already apart of one anyways. “Ohh!! And I can show you where I used to hang out! I think...Oh my old boss has got to still be on the isle... And Xander...” He mumbled to himself, trying to piece together which of his old friends had come to auradon and which had stayed. He knew some of them went elsewhere, so it was a bit tricky.

[exorcist-on-paws-blog]

Reblog if I'm allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.

[jedusaur]

why you should not dismiss research unless you rly truly mean it

Internet, I am a queer researcher of queer health and I have something to say.

A few weeks back, a study went viral about the relationship between marriage equality policy and queer teen suicide rates, and a lot of people reacted thusly: “queer mental health is better when we’re not discriminated against! BREAKING: SKY IS BLUE, WATER IS WET”

This happens a lot. People see research about a thing ~Everyone Already Knows~ and they mock it. Now I want to make two things really clear:

1. Everyone does not already know.

2. This shit can lose these projects their funding.

Did you know that media coverage is a crucial factor in funding allocation? When we submit our application for grant renewal, we have to provide a list of news articles about our research so they can decide whether the public cares enough about us to let us keep doing our work. And most research doesn’t get all that much coverage, so individual reactions can really matter. If the primary reaction to our publications is eyerolling, we legitimately might not be able to continue.

I’ve seen some frustration from people who believe this research funding would be better put to use “actually helping” the affected populations instead of–I don’t know, pinning them under microscopes or whatever it is they think we do. But funding for policy initiatives is driven by research. I know you wish politicians would listen to individual voices telling them where the problems are, but that’s honestly not a smart way to direct limited resources. We need solid evidence. And a lot of the areas that need the most attention aren’t obvious–who knew bisexual people are at a much higher risk for physical and mental health disparities than gay and lesbian people? Who would have guessed that transgender folks are more likely than any other group (including straight people) to be military veterans, but overwhelmingly don’t claim their benefits? I’m sure some people noticed these patterns, but they definitely weren’t common knowledge within the queer communities I’ve grown up around, and those findings are leading to direct action as we speak.

I get that it can be frustrating to feel like your identity is being reduced to facts and figures for the benefit of red tape. But trust me, the researchers aren’t your enemy here. Most of us are queer too. All of us are just as frustrated by this crap as you are. We are doing our best, and I swear to you this work really is making a difference. Please don’t sabotage it.

[tvatemybrain]

I’m reblogging this because it only has 9 notes, and it should really, REALLY have a lot more.

[sidereanuncia-blog-deactivated2]

Also, given the current US administration’s plan to stop collecting data on LGBTQ identities as part of the census, we are in need of accurate, useful data now more than ever.

[downtroddendeity]

Plus the ability to cite peer-reviewed evidence of these sorts of things and quantify the extent of “obvious” effects can be pretty important to researchers who are working in adjacent fields that don’t produce the sorts of headline soundbites that get mocked on social media.

And often headlines and summaries are misleading and reductive- a study about wage gaps across a variety of demographics might get headlined “Women Still Make Less Than Men, New Study Shows” when the bulk of the paper is about the intersection of race and gender identity, and I’ve seen people on Tumblr mocking a study about the flavor compounds in food across the Indian subcontinent, conducted by Indian scientists at an Indian university, as “LOL white people don’t know how to cook.”

[jamyesterday]

And to add to this– it’s also important to be able to point to something and say, no, the problem is not that these people aren’t straight. Being able to point to actual science that says, “no, it’s not us, it’s you and how you treat us”– well, that’s a a good thing.

There are a lot of people out there who genuinely believe that being any flavour of queer is intrinsically harmful to you. That unhappiness is a natural result of being gay, that to be trans is to be mentally ill, that bisexuals are confused and troubled. There are people who believe that you cannot be happy or well if you’re queer, and not all of those people are bad people. Some of them have what they perceive to be your best interests at heart, and they want you to be happy, to be well, to be physically, emotionally and mentally safe. And they still act in a way that causes harm, that damages lives, isolates kids and tells them that pain is what they should expect for being who they are.

It’s important to be able to say, “these policies kill kids”, to say, “no, this wouldn’t have happened anyway”, to say, “yes, it does matter what you do.”

[solrosan]

I would also like to add that research take time. Most of the time it’s not throwing up a survey on Tumblr and doing some pretty charts after a week. It’s interview upon interview, it’s third-source data collecting, it’s reading everything that was written by people before you, it’s crying in the shower, it’s transcribing those interviews, it’s looking and finding and analyzing patterns within your data set, it’s realizing half-way through that you don’t have enough material and need to go out and do it all again to make it statistically reliable…

Research take time. Years. And it’s not just the research itself. The results of a social change can’t be scientifically measured two days after it became law. It takes time to see how that effects people. It doesn’t happen over night.

I saw a study published in the early 00′s that said that exercise was good for you. Like, no shit, Sherlock! The researcher, however, had followed about 500 people for 20 years to see if that jogging lark was just an 80′s fad or if actually did good. Turns out, it did, and they can say for sure that there were a lot of positive, long-term effects.

Research takes time. Let it.

[rp-memes-atyourservice]

Your muse just caught mine doing something dangerous! Send “What were you thinking?!” to scold them

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

Ok so as fun and cute as Charles Vilmorin is...

There’s not a lot of pictures of him and he ain’t nearly as punk rock as clayton is. He also doesn’t really look like how I imagine clayton...

HOWEVER

THIS CHAOTIC MF

IS EXACTLY THE KIND OF ENERGY I NEED FOR CLAYTON!!!

Long story short, changed his FC, thank you Fyodor for having this perfect chaotic energy. I will definitely be posting more icons n shit

[ohisms]

❝ *ˊ✑ REPO !  THE GENETIC OPERA OST STARTERS

❝   i’ve made my peace ,  i hold no grudge .   ❞ ❝  make it fast !   ❞ ❝  commence your grovelling .   ❞ ❝  i’ll keep those vultures guessing .   ❞ ❝  my legacy is too great to throw away on ingrates .   ❞ ❝  i guess i’ll take it to my death !   ❞ ❝  you never should have left me .  i would’ve given you the world .   ❞ ❝  you cannot be reckless !   ❞ ❝  no ,  i don’t think that i can be fixed .   ❞ ❝  i want to go outside .   ❞ ❝  my burdens ,  i can’t erase .   ❞ ❝  i’m the monster .  i’m the villain !   ❞ ❝  industrialization has crippled the globe .   ❞ ❝  for every market ,  a submarket grows .   ❞ ❝  it’s quick !  it’s clean !  it’s pure ,  it could change your life - rest assured .   ❞ ❝  it’s the twenty - first century cure .   ❞ ❝  what if you could have genetic perfection ?   ❞ ❝  would you change who you are ,  if you could ?   ❞ ❝  where the fuck is [ name ] ?   ❞ ❝  you ain’t got the guts !   ❞ ❝  all bark ,  but no lungs !   ❞ ❝  i can’t feel nothing at all .   ❞ ❝  sometimes ,  i wonder why they need me at all .   ❞ ❝  sometimes ,  i wonder why i even bother .   ❞ ❝  so you think you’ve got heart ?   ❞ ❝  so you think you’ve got balls ?   ❞ ❝  it’s a thankless job ,  but somebody’s got to do it .   ❞ ❝  no one ever thanks me when i’m done .   ❞ ❝  how self - absorbed people can be !   ❞ ❝  with a slice !  or a snip !  eenie - meenie - miney - mo !   ❞ ❝  can i talk to you ?  can you come down please ,  so we can speak ?   ❞ ❝  i thought i’d seen a ghost - your resemblance is striking .   ❞ ❝  state your business .   ❞ ❝  you can learn from all my failures .   ❞ ❝  i’m not supposed to talk to strangers .   ❞ ❝  don’t forget a sheltered rose needs a little room to bloom outside her bedroom .   ❞ ❝  don’t look back ‘til you’re free to chase the morning .   ❞ ❝  [ name ] ,  you’re hurting me !   ❞ ❝  can you forgive me for this ?   ❞ ❝  here’s my prognosis :  will they live ?  doubtful .   ❞ ❝  remember what you did to [ name ] .   ❞ ❝  hope you have my money .   ❞ ❝  i remember every dying whisper ,  every desperate murmur .    ❞ ❝  i’ve always longed for true affection ,  but you compare me to a corpse !   ❞ ❝  you cannot control me ,  [ name ] .   ❞ ❝  you know you want it .   ❞ ❝  didn’t i say the world was cruel ,  didn’t i ?   ❞ ❝  tell me how this happened ,  what i did wrong ?   ❞ ❝  why can’t we just go home  &  forget this dreadful night ?   ❞ ❝  didn’t you say that you were different ,  didn’t you ?   ❞ ❝  say you’re not that person ,  say it .   ❞ ❝  didn’t you say that you’d protect me ,  didn’t you ?   ❞ ❝  someone has replaced you .   ❞ ❝  sometimes i wanted to cry .   ❞ ❝  i didn’t know i love you so much .   ❞ ❝  sometimes i’d stay up all night wishing to god i was the one who died .   ❞ ❝  [ name ] ,  i will not leave you here - you will live .   ❞ ❝  we’ll always have each other in our time of need .   ❞ ❝  you’re the world to me .   ❞

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*Angelica Darling approaches him awkwardly, but smiles slightly when she hands him a few books of her choices* "I've heard that they don't have much literature on the Isle... or at the Church... So I thought that I could change that, if you'd let me, of course"

“Oh-“ He looks surprised when he saw the books handed to him. “Uh... Thanks...” He gave the girl an awkward smile as he took the books. Truth be told, she was right. There weren’t many books on the isle and he certainly didn’t get much literature from Frollo. And now that he was at Auradon...well, he should probably get reading.

“If...If you wanna help...I mean...I don’t mind.” He smiled

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“Eating an entire cake”, “Stalking my crush”, “Bathing in the blood of my enemies”, “taking care of you”, “finishing all my homework last minute”, etc.

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Moment of weakness (from your favorite teacher! lol)

Moment of Weakness: 22, My muse is in a frightened or nervous state

Clayton sat in the lighting booth after school, shaking with tears streaming down his face. This weekend was the weekend he was to visit his father. Surprisingly, even though he was a VK, he had to he get papers signed by the man. He had locked the door, but there were a few sets that a few teachers had.

[clopinthejester]

Of course when it comes down to it, he wants to do this for Clayton. It breaks his heart to know that he feels such pain and loneliness and Clopin wants to be able to give him the support he deserves. However… a slightly selfish motive. To see Frollo once again… to waltz into his cathedral as the hero his child, it was invigorating. He wants to see the look on the judge’s face more than anything. 

But as that thought lingers, the whispers in his head start to grow louder. He fidgeted and cleared his throat to focus back on the reality in front of him. He sat up straight again and chuckled with Clayton again. 

“Oh, I’m sure he does avoid it. I, however, have no issue sharing the adventures I’ve had with your father. Seeing the red in his face was the highlight of my younger days.” He laughed. Of course, he didn’t want to get too carried away with talking about Frollo like that. He was still Clayton’s father after all. He didn’t want to overstep a boundary. 

He chuckled and smiled at Clayton. He couldn’t help but be giddy about it. “I’m sure you’re right. And perhaps Esmeralda would enjoy to have you in her dancing classes as well.” Although, Fairy Godmother and I agreed it’s for the best to just not go into much detail about me, especially with the um–” 

He paused, his smile shifted. He’s sure Clayton knows since the other villains at the isle would talk about Frollo and his clashing with Clopin. Maleficent especially would probably be ecstatic to brag about one of the best curses she had given. 

“… with the curse.” He looked away from Clayton for a moment. 

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Clayton would be lying if he said he wasn’t excited to show Frollo up too. I mean, yeah, it’s good to have an adult that you can trust and for all intents and purposes, the boy does trust Clopin. Even if he wasn’t going to see his father, he’d take up his teacher on that any day of the week. But there was a little part of him that just wanted to rub it in Frollos face. Because Clayton knew that watching his own child who he abandoned go to his mortal enemy for support would piss him off so much.

“That’d be great! I’d love to hear them sometime!” He grinned. Of course, the villains of the isle didn’t know every story about his father. He was sure to hear a new one from Clopin. “Maybe then I can tell you about some of the shit I used to pull after I got kicked out.” He laughed.

He had been actually a little nervous to speak to Quasimodo or Esmerelda, though. He knew how much pain his father caused them and worried how it may effect their treatment of him. I mean...it’s not like he’s exactly the spitting image of Frollo but...you know, he still feared dropping his last name. He laughed, playing his nervousness off. “I ain’t much of a dancer...Might watch though.” He smiled.

It faded however, as Clopin mentioned the curse. Oh...right. He nearly forgot about it. “Oh...yeah.” He frowned, an almost apologetic look on his face as he glanced to the ground. “Well...I don’t know much about it but...I do know stuff about triggers so...I don’t know if I accidentally say stuff or do anything that triggers any visions or something...like...let me know.” He smiled again, a reassuring smile.