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Where is Fakir?
A million questions rush through Duck’s mind, and have been for the past hour, but that one is at the forefront. Just a little while ago, they were at the lake together; she was listening to his pen scratch against the pages of his next story while she dove for beetles. She’d just swam back up to the surface, only to find…
He was gone.
Or, no, it was that she was gone - the forest had morphed into a terrifying landscape of twisted metal and dark shadows, her feet forced up against her belly feathers as the lake transformed into a shallow, dirty puddle. There was no diving back down and trying again - especially once a heaving steel beast ran up beside her, shocking the water into a spray and sending her flying.
If anyone called out to her after that, she didn’t hear it. She ran as fast as her webbed feet could carry her.
Metal and smoke had long morphed into greenery and clear sky by the time her little legs started giving out. Her sprint turned from a jog to, now, a pitiful walk. She hasn’t seen him anywhere… if only she could still turn into a human girl, maybe she could cover more ground…
Duck shakes her head, dispelling the thought. As much as she treasures the time she spent as a girl, she’s happy as she is now. The Prince, Rue, and Fakir all love the real her. She doesn’t need to hide behind a human facade anymore.
But now, not even Fakir is left.
It’s like the very thought saps all the strength she had left. Duck trips over her own flippers and sprawls onto the forest floor. Her bill knocks against something distinctly un-forestlike, but she’s too exhausted to be frightened anymore. She barely has the energy to pick her head back up.
But when she does anyway, she meets the eyes of a startlingly pretty little girl.
“… quack?”
@daxned
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Dam-bi slowly closes her eyes when the Duckling has calmed and looks to her with tearful eyes. She knows. Dam-bi didn’t understand the duckling, but the eyes did convey what the duckling wanted to say.
Her finger pulls away from the soft feathers and she looks to the side. “Let us find you a place to swim.” the forest had its swamp, lakes by the trees, and other means of water. Though, perhaps the one by the great tree would be best. It was safer there and maybe the duckling would feel right at home. She raises to her feet and begins making her way in that direction.
Behind them, the little creature follows. Even with how tiny it is, it’s still able to keep up with Dam-bi’s pace.
Once The Great Tree is reached, Dam-bi settles the duckling down in front of the lake. “The animals here will not hurt you.” She reassures.
Duck is gently placed in a cool pond. The water laps gently around her, and if she closes her eyes, it’s almost like she’s home. She’s too exhausted to be sad when she opens them again and is still in this strange, scary place.
The white hair, the lonely eyes… looking at the little girl in front of her, Duck feels like she’s once again faced with the sad, heartless prince who she once so desperately wished would smile. Her own heart once again pangs with sorrow to see another look so lost.
Please laugh. I want to see you smile…
This time, there is no Drosselmeyer to answer her wish and give her a pendant.
She doesn’t need that.
All she really needed before was Fakir and her friends. But she… can she make it without them? Without Fakir? She relied on him every step of the way before… she doesn’t know how to do this alone.
She’ll have to find someone to help. Maybe… maybe someone will be this little girl’s knight, since she can’t. Duck can only bring hope.
It’s not enough, but it’s important.
“Is there something you wish to say to me?” Dam-bi asks. Those eyes…Blue and big, full of life. She felt that the duckling was trying to tell her something, but there was just no way for Dam-bi to even understand. Of ALL the things the curse has given her, she wishes it’d given her the ability to talk to all sorts of creature.
“You’re probably still young. A baby taken away from her mother and siblings.” Dam-bi assumed the duckling to be a girl. After all she was very pretty. She was also going based on the tears and the way the duckling showed emotions.
“….I’m sure you miss them dearly. I miss mine as well.”
Mama and my siblings...
Duck isn’t sure how to explain. How can she convey that her mama forced her out of the nest? She was always too clumsy, too slow, and always covered in awkward feathers that stuck up in all the wrong directions... she was an ugly duckling.
I’m okay now... really. I’ve already cried about it...
It’s why she misses Fakir so much. He loved her no matter what she looked like, even if she’s a duck and he’s a human.
What about you...? Who do you miss?
She cocks her head to the side, waiting for the little girl to continue.
duck-duck-tutus:
Just as Duck thinks she’s out of the frying pan and into the fire, those big hands close around her again, and everything goes dark. She’s been recaptured!! She tries to pry his fingers apart with her bill, but alas, he has strong human hands, and her bill isn’t even strong enough to pop a grape.
Why is he so worried about me getting hurt if he’s just gonna do it himself???
Is it some twisted sense of pride? Does he have some sinister master plan?? Some machinations that require her to stay alive??? Something like…
Wait.
If he wants to hurt her, but doesn’t want anything else to do it… and he’s keeping her captured, so he can take her somewhere… doesn’t that mean…
He’s going to eat me!!!
Roast duck! Duck confit!! Duck au gratin!!! Is he going to fatten her up? Cook her right away? Put a little salt on her tail and eat her in one gulp???
Of course he doesn’t want her running in the street - who wants to eat a nasty street pancake?? It all makes too much sense!!!
She starts panicking even worse, but her escape attempts don’t get any more effective, and there’s no ducks around to respond to her distress calls. This might just be the end… what a cruel way to go!! All alone, far away from home, being eaten by a scary hooligan with ugly tattoos!!!
He stops walking, and she braces herself to land somewhere horrible, probably in a big kitchen with a bubbling cauldron and all kinds of nasty ingredients -
Only to be gently placed in a fountain.
Her eyes dart around, trying to find where the threat is, but it’s really just an ordinary fountain in a very pretty park. All the people she can see look calm and not particularly hungry. No one even really looks at her. She looks up to her captor in confusion. Why…?
He apologizes first. Then, he keeps talking. His tone turns wistful, then sad. In this moment of weakness, it suddenly becomes clear to her how lonely he looks.
He’s just like her. They’re both stuck in this scary new place, all alone, without the people they love… and they have no idea how to get home.
I already said goodbye to everyone except Fakir, so he’s the only person I can wish was here… this person is missing at least three times as many friends.
She paddles herself forward, until her tiny forehead buts against his spiky hair. She closes her eyes and nods against him.
It’s lonely, right? You miss everyone so badly, but you don’t know how to go home…
The water laps against the concrete structure in gentle strides, accompanied by the soft, distance laughter and indiscernible conversations. The gentle orchestra of society lulls Yuuji his anxious heart. When he thinks about it, he’s not alone. The world continues on, people go about their lives, unaware of one boy whose lost his way in a giant city. Much like when grandpa died, the nurses continued to do their job with professional courtesy. Yuuji signed off on papers to clear his grandpa’s cremation, and then his school life would continue.
A sigh bubbles up from his chest, ready to expel from his lips, when he feels a gentle bump against his head. He blinks, his eyes turning to his left to view the little duckling. Strangely enough, it looks like she’s sympathizing with him. Yuuji knew that cats and dogs had a sixth sense when it comes to human emotions, completely aware when their owner is sad or depressed, often offering some manner of comfort. However, he never knew ducks also had that uncanny ability.
Yuuji smiles softly, lifting up his head to look down at the young duck. A gentle finger reaches underneath her bill, and he softly curls his fingertip against her fluffy plume of feathers to give her praise. “You’re all by yourself too, huh?”
A sad look overcomes Yuuji, “That’s right, you should be with your family.” The image of the row of little ducks following after a mother duck pops into his head. Then, that family fades from sight, leaving only her behind. Yuuji nods his head, completely aware of what that feels like, the sudden pain of abandonment.
“I don’t care if you belong to another Sorcerer, or if you’re just a plain duck… I’ll be your friend. You won’t have to be alone; I’ll make sure to protect you. I’ll watch you grow into a very pretty duck, and I’ll make sure you get tons of food all the time. I should give you a name.”
Yuuji inspects her yellow, tiny physique, and starts to contemplate the host of names that pop into his head. “Oh! Banana! Cause you’re yellow!”
For a moment, it feels like he finally understands her.
The moment passes quickly, but the rush lingers. He met her eyes and was genuinely looking at her for a moment. If only she could talk, maybe he would’ve realized she understands more than just their shared loneliness. Well, she doesn’t understand whatever he’s saying about sorcerers, but...
Ahhh, that feels nice... I can never preen that spot by myself...
At the mention of her family, she cocks her head to the side. That’s a subject that’s a little too complicated to explain without words... she hardly even thinks about it anymore. It’s like her life before the story happened to someone else.
I guess it’s different for him... he must have a whole family that he got separated from... I wish I could tell him that he shouldn’t be worried about me. You should take care of yourself first...
Her face flushes once he offers to take care of her. Didn’t they only just meet? It’s so kind of him... but she doesn’t want to be his priority. There’s so many things about that situation that are more important than her... and what if he finds a way to go home? She doesn’t want him to feel like he needs to stay for her sake...
I don’t want to be alone here, though... and he shouldn’t have to be. Maybe I can help him, too... if we stay together, we can help each other.
“Quack!”
Okay.
She thinks so hard about it, she almost doesn’t notice his name suggestion. Banana? That’s a terrible name! Her name is Duck!!
I won’t be yellow for much longer, you know!! I’m gonna start growing in my adult feathers any day now!!
pov you are boring her
10, 15, 17?
10. What do you love about your muse?
hmm ive answered this already but ill do another one... i love the little things she does that are just. tiny gestures of kindness. she feeds the birds every morning, she keeps the lamp so that it isn't lonely anymore (fuck i shouldve listed that among her possessions, i wonder if i can ask the mods to add that as a rank up reward), things like that. they're really small gestures that have no impact on the story except to demonstrate who she is when she isn't collecting heart shards.
15. Would you like your muse as a person if you met them in real life?
absolutely!! i love ducks (lmao) (if i met her in human form i would also like her very much, shes a very good kid)
17. Why do you think you connect to your muse?
according to my friends, i have anime protagonist disorder,
7) If you could “borrow” one aspect of your muse and apply it to yourself or your own life, what would you borrow? 11) What do you love about your muse?
7) oooh, that's an interesting one... i think i'd like to borrow her lack of envy/jealousy lmao. for a character who initially has such low self-worth, she's genuinely happy for the people who have the things she lacks. rue is the most obvious example: she is dating the boy that duck (initially) has a crush on, is one of the best dancers in the advanced class, is well-known for being beautiful and ladylike, etc. despite this, duck never even thinks a single bad thing about rue. she goes on and on about what a perfect couple she and mytho are and how much she hopes they stay together, even though she wishes she could be with him! it's one of the most admirable traits of her character, imo
11) god i just went on and on about something i love about duck lmao... another thing i love about her is her joy. when she's doing something she loves, she glows. in the show, she's objectively a terrible ballerina (when she isn't princess tutu), but she loves it so much that it's infectious, and her dancing ends up being entertaining anyway. it's just extremely sweet. too bad it's all only temporary
12, 13?
12. What about your muse amuses you?
duck is suuuuuuch a funny character. she constantly misjudges people, and it's normally because she's really quick-tempered and easy to upset. its sooooo funny, she never once wonders if fakir has a good reason to be so uptight about mytho. she literally only softens up on him once he feeds her and pets her head lmao
13. What about your muse makes you sad?
she really did have to lose the most out of everyone in the cast :( i mean, as much as the ending is a triumph against despair, and duck's return to duck form isn't a tragedy (it's who she really is and something she needs to accept as no lesser than her human form), but i think a lot of other things about it are very sad - her school friends completely forget she ever existed, rue and mytho leave for the storybook world, and even though fakir stays by her side, she can't talk to him, and there's no real way they can be in a relationship even though they clearly love each other. she'll never get to fulfill her dreams of dancing en pointe as herself rather than as princess tutu. it's just sad that she got a taste of all these things she clearly loved, and then in the end, had to give it all up.
questions for the mun, regarding the muse.
What makes you the most emotional about your muse?
What made you decide to write this muse?
If you could change one event in your muse’s life (in their main or canon verse), what would you change?
If you could tell your muse one thing, what would you tell them?
If you could give your muse one gift, what would you give them?
If you had to take one positive thing away from your muse, what would you take away?
If you could “borrow” one aspect of your muse and apply it to yourself or your own life, what would you borrow?
Do you genuinely want your muse to be happy? What do you think would make them most happy in life?
Do you enjoy putting your muse through angst? What do you think would break their heart the most?
What do you love about your muse?
What do you hate about your muse?
What about your muse amuses you?
What about your muse makes you sad?
How would you describe your muse to someone about to meet them, in person, for the first time?
Would you like your muse as a person if you met them in real life?
In what ways are you better than your muse? In what ways are they better than you?
Why do you think you connect to your muse?
What aspect of your muse’s personality is most important to you? What aspect of your muse’s personality do you think is most important to them? Is it the same? Why or why not?
If you had to judge your muse and sentence them to a “fair” fate, what would your judgement be? Would you punish them? Reward them? How?
[come up with your own question for the mun, regarding the muse]
A quick and easy plotting guide
Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!
My muse(s):
Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!
17 / What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?
ooooh ill be fun and do the human version for her
what duck notices (on her human form): her feet are big and clumsy, she looks all noodley, she's short for her age, generally a lot of insecure teenage girl stuff
what other people notice: she's a very cute kid but she has toilet paper stuck to her shoe
What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?
what duck notices first: she's very used to her own reflection, so she doesn't usually look all that closely. her viewpoint is "yep. still a very average duckling" and then goes and does something else. she might notice if her headfeathers are especially messy or if her beak is Covered in dirt, but she almost always misses the smaller details (ie, if there's a dead bug caught in her feathers).
what other people notice first: That Is A Fucking Duckling With A Huge Ahoge
thank u for the ask!!
What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!
duck is the kind of person who will say ridiculous shit every day of her life and then not find it funny, so she's actually kind of tough to make laugh. that said, i think catching her off-guard with a good fart joke is always gonna make her giggle.
WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS
What’s the lie your character says most often?
How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?
How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?
What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?
Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?
What’s their favorite [insert anything] that they’ve never recommended to anyone before?
What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?
How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?
Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive?
What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?
If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference?
What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!
When do they fake a smile? How often?
How do they put out a candle?
What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they’re alone?
What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?
What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?
Who do they love truly, 100% unconditionally (if anyone)?
What would they do if stuck in a room with the person they’ve been avoiding?
Who do they like as a person but hate their work? Vice versa, whose work do they like but don’t like the person?
What common etiquette do they disagree with? Do they still follow it?
What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?
What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember?
Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it?
What subject / topic do they know a lot about that’s completely useless to the direct plot?
How would they respond to being fired by a good boss?
What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?
What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want?
How do they respond when someone doesn’t believe them?
When they make a mistake and feel bad, does the guilt differ when it’s personal versus when it’s professional?
When do they feel the most guilt? How do they respond to it?
If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why?
How do they greet someone they dislike / hate?
How do they greet someone they like / love?
What is the smallest, morally questionable choice they’ve made?
Who do they keep in their life for professional gain? Is it for malicious intent?
What’s a secret they haven’t told serious romantic partners and don’t plan to tell?
What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?
Would they rather be invited to an event to feel included or be excluded from an event if they were not genuinely wanted there?
How do they respond to a loose handshake? What goes through their head?
What phrases, pronunciations, or mannerisms did they pick up from someone / somewhere else?
If invited to a TED Talk, what topic would they present on? What would the title of their presentation be?
What do they commonly misinterpret because of their own upbringing / environment / biases? How do they respond when realizing the misunderstanding?
What language would be easiest for them to learn? Why?
What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately?
Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen?
Who have they forgotten about that remembers them very well?
Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?
Would they eat something they find gross to be polite?
What belief / moral / personality trait do they stand by that you (mun) personally don’t agree with?
What’s a phrase they say a lot?
Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting?
Who would / do they believe without question?
What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?
What’s something they’re expected to enjoy based on their hobbies / profession that they actually dislike / hate?
If they’re scared, who do they want comfort from? Does this answer change depending on the type of fear?
What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often?
How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme?
i know shes literally a duck but what would her fashionstyle be....
AJSDKFDSJFK DUCK FASHION....
in the series, she does actually have a couple human outfits outside her school uniform! the most common one is her out-and-about outfit, which looks like this:
so i guess her fashion style is..... duck themed......
even without the pendant, she would probably wear some form of jewelry. she just really likes shiny jewels... the pendant was enough shiny jewelry for her though. she wouldve felt tacky wearing too many
thank u for the ask!!
headcanons meme: what's in her pockets (if she had pockets)? what calms her down after a bad day? does she snore/sleeptalk/sleepwalk? 🦆💛
when she had pockets, they were always a nasty mess. lots of lint, old rotten birdseed that went through the wash, that sort of thing. occasionally, she would carry pretty rocks in them if she found any that she thought edel would want to see, but most of the time, the only worthwhile thing in her pockets would be gum (and a LOT of wrappers).
ill answer this question again, but about fakir this time. when she has a bad day, she always likes to hear whatever story fakir is writing. it always helps to make her feel like they're still connected. it's easy to feel like you're drifting apart, even when the person is right next to you, if you can't have actual conversations anymore.
duck snores and sleeptalks! i think she actually sleeptalks in canon a couple times lol. never sleepwalks though, occasionally sleepdances. she kicks a lot. when that happens, fakir makes her sleep on the floor (he does not want flippers in his face).
thanks for the ask!!! 👼💛 (<---- hope that shows up)
(sorry to send a 2nd batch but these seemed good too!) // what calms your muse down after a bad day? talk about one person your muse loves.
HIIIIIIIIIII BLUE HIIIIIIIIII
Fakir is the easy answer, but really, he's always there. When Duck is having an especially bad day, she goes back to reading Fakir's The Prince and the Raven, specifically the ending. It helps her to see the Prince and Rue happy together in the storybook world. Even though they aren't here anymore, she can still see them whenever she wants, and one day they'll come visit. It makes missing them a little easier.
thank u for the ask (again!)
// does your muse know when to rest, or do they push themselves?
HIIII BLUE HIIIIII
duck pushes herself a lot harder than she thinks she does. she calls herself lazy, but it's really more that she's easily distracted and struggles to stay focused on a task. because of this, she really works herself harder than she should.
thank u for the ask!!