A Horrible Fate

A SERIES OF HEADCANON PROMPTS INSPIRED BY DISNEY MOVIES

Hercules - Is your muse more physically strong, or emotionally strong? 

Cinderella - Did your muse experience any childhood traumas? Did they overcome them?

Bambi - What is your muse’s relationship with their parents like?

Pinocchio - How honest is your muse? What is their moral stance on white lies?

Fantasia - Does your muse believe in magic? What is their view on it?

Dumbo - Has your muse ever been bullied for a physical difference?

Mulan - Is your muse secure in their gender identity? Have they ever experienced sexism or transphobia?

Aladdin - If your muse had 3 wishes, what would they wish for?

Zootopia - Would your muse enjoy living in a utopia, or would they feel out of place?

Tarzan - How did the place your muse grew up in affect them?

Moana - Does your muse believe in fate or destiny? What is theirs?

Atlantis - Is your muse adventurous or do they prefer to seclude themselves?

101 Dalmatians - Does your muse have a large collection of any particular thing?

Frozen - What is your muse’s relationship with their siblings like?

Beauty and the Beast - How has your muse changed as a person over their life? Have they changed for the better or for worse?

Sleeping Beauty - What is the worst possible curse your muse could face?

Pocahontas - How does your muse deal with being exposed to unfamiliar cultures? Are they open and accepting?

The Jungle Book - Is your muse happy living off of the bare necessities, or do they need more in life?

Oliver and Company - Is your muse more street smart or book smart?

The Hunchback of Notre Dame - What is your muse’s religious beliefs? Have they ever experienced oppression at the hands of religion?

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs - How trusting of strangers is your muse? Would they accept a gift from a stranger?

The Princess and the Frog - Would your muse accept someone else’s help in fulfilling their dreams, or would they want to earn it for themself?

The Emperor’s New Groove - What animal would you associate your muse with? Why?

The Lion King - Is your muse prepared for the responsibilities laid out for them in life?

The Little Mermaid - Would your muse change themself for love, or would they wait to find someone who loves them for who they are?

Peter Pan - Is your muse a child at heart? What is their mental age or maturity?

Wreck-It Ralph - What does ‘being a winner’ mean to your muse?

Lilo & Stitch - Does your muse have any pets? Do they want any?

Lady and the Tramp - What are your muses romantic standards? Would they ever fall for someone of a lower class?

‘ for some reason, i’m attracted to you. ’

‘ no. i’m tired of doing what you say. ’

‘ tell me what you saw, for her sake. ’

‘ am i supposed to be scared? ’

‘ please don’t argue. ’

‘ you have to leave right now. ’

‘ you’re not safe here. ’

‘ you think i’m being paranoid. ’

‘ if you leave now, you get nothing. ’

‘ thank you for agreeing to help. ’

‘ i just want a nice, easy life. ’

‘ what’s wrong with that? ’

‘ come alone. ’

‘ quick, hide! ’

‘ don’t be scared. ’

‘ come with me. ’

‘ there’s something i need to get off my chest. ’

‘ i miss moments like this more than anything. ’

‘ where do you hide in a small town like this? ’

‘ give me one good reason. ’

‘ i want to be there when you get what’s coming to you. ’

‘ do you ever think we should stop meeting like this?’ 

‘ how long have you been standing there? ’

‘ i’m not surprised you murdered him. ’

‘ sorry, i’m just a little nervous. ’

‘ he was unconscious when i found him. ’

‘ promise me you’ll look after him. ’

‘ are we going to try again? ’

‘ i’ve been checking you out. ’

‘ what happened? ’

‘ give me the details. ’

‘ why didn’t he talk to me himself? ’

‘ the way you flirt is shameful. ’

‘ so you’ve been living in denial all these years? ’

‘ if you do this, you’ll be dead to me. ’

‘ could you be happy here with me? ’

‘ i’m sorry if it upsets you. ’

‘ i’m going to marry her. ’

‘ you did a bad thing for a good reason. ’

‘ were you spying on me? ’

‘ this is where i live. ’

‘ i’ve been waiting a long time for you. ’

Send a symbol for a starter based on the following:

🌸 - Our Muses meet at a cherry blossom/flower viewing. 💐 - Our Muses meet when one tries to buy a bouquet from another.

🌼 - One Muse has been stood up. They give the other Muse the flower(s) meant for their date.

🌹 - One Muses gifts the other flowers in a romantic way.

🌼 - One Muse gifts the other flowers in a platonic/familial/non-romantic way.

🌺 - Our Muses decide to work on a community garden (or shared personal garedn) together.

🥀 - One Muse is suffering from the worst allergies all of a sudden, and the other needs to get them home to rest.

☔ - Our Muses get stuck in a sudden spring shower!

👗 - Our Muses are involved in a festival that honors a spring deity.

🐻 - Our Muses are together when they stumble into a bear (or other creature) that has recently awoken from hibernation.

🐦 - Our Muses are looking for seasonal birds together.

~~

It’s not every night that Chitch would go for a little run! She ran as fast as her little flimsy legs could take her, her arms out feeling the breeze and her little flowers blooming on top of her head happily as she went. She wanted to share at least some PohPoh with others besides Guts, but just with who, exactly?

Well, Chitch would get her answer, for she bumped into someone’s shoe not even a moment later. She looks up to see a rather cool looking guy with silver hair. She blinks a couple of times, her beady eyes still as curious as ever, before she smiles and waves. “Hello!”

Little did she know, the vibrations of familiar footsteps aren’t far away.

    Shu really couldn’t help but smile. With her aura, it was quick for him to realize– a flower spirit! He wiggled his finger a little, grinning brightly while he let her have her fun, letting out a laugh, “ Hah! You really are fun-loving, mm? ”

     Yet, he looked back up to Guts. So, her name was Chitch? His harsh tone honestly put him off, so he looked to Chitch for some confirmation. “ Do you know him? ”He softly asked. Couldn’t help it. His own paternal instincts were kicking in, a usual thing… Though, he furrowed his brows in thought while he looked back up to Guts, “ I will, don’t worry– she just seems to be wanting some fun… I apologize if me having her like this worries you. Here. ”

     Careful to move her from his finger, he placed her onto his palm, glancing back down to her with a smile. Guts’s aura… It was trustworthy.

     “ Right… I’ll have to hand you back, but it was wonderful to spend time with you! ” Shu gleefully told her, “ Maybe we’ll meet again? ”

     Now, back to Guts. His head tilting up in the mercenary’s general direction, he lifted Chitch up carefully,

     “ If it eases you– my name is Shuu. I’m.. Just a warrior monk traveling these lands. I’m sorry for worrying you. ”

This man...he was so kind with her; it was unlike what he had seen previous. It wasn’t even everyday they could see the little spirit. In her own words, all the prisoners back there would bitch and moan till the sun came up. Even those that saw her considered her medicine-- him included, but he made sure to stop that real quick. This man? He actually played with her-- he...couldn’t be that bad.

Guts’ brows visibly softened as Chitch was placed into his palms, the little sprite letting out a small noise on disapproval. Before, she had answered all of Shu’s questions. Yes, he was friendly; and of course they’ll meet again!” Guts’ hand lifted to his shoulder, where the sprite happily jumped off and began to spin. A nice, warm little torch that was real and living. 

The putrid scent of mortality hit him like a ton of bricks.

So the towering form turned to face the smaller one, with clawed hands that gripped the arm of a dangling man in soldier's uniform that sobbed and squirmed in his grasp. There was a terrible and loud 'CRUNCH' that came from that helpless form before they were dropped and left wailing in agony. In other, he held a child by the leg. Just like the soldier they were sobbing and wriggling in the gods tight hold that did not relent and instead tightened and the childs cries caught in their throat.

Rigel was not above harming those who were caught in the crossfire of war (In fact, he never actually DID his job.) and He was not above harming a new opponent.

Blood had to be spilled all the time, after all. This would just be another of those cases......but he was for too busy, best to leave this with a warning.

The cries hurt. As much as he wished they didn’t, they hit him deeply in his soul-- like a canon pointed to his soul and fired with no consideration for his own sanctity. It...It was their fault they died so easily, if they were so scared, why didn’t they run? At least some off put sentiment can put Gut’s head to a stronger spot than before.

The cloaked man didn’t speak yet, simply drawing his great sword as his silver eyes stared this...thing down. “Cut the crap, would ya?” Gut’s voice was strong, like a sword-- but it had one fatal flaw-- a crack of emotion. It was enough to have his pocket jingle widely enough, like a force was inside it that begged him to turn away. Of course, he didn’t listen.

~~

It’s not every night that Chitch would go for a little run! She ran as fast as her little flimsy legs could take her, her arms out feeling the breeze and her little flowers blooming on top of her head happily as she went. She wanted to share at least some PohPoh with others besides Guts, but just with who, exactly?

Well, Chitch would get her answer, for she bumped into someone’s shoe not even a moment later. She looks up to see a rather cool looking guy with silver hair. She blinks a couple of times, her beady eyes still as curious as ever, before she smiles and waves. “Hello!”

Little did she know, the vibrations of familiar footsteps aren’t far away.

      A moment of surprise– t’was no shoe, but instead what looked like a prosthetic, modeled to look like a real leg (the foot did, anyhoo). Shu had been wearing something simple– looked like a wandering warrior monk from the East, a bit dirtied up, but that might’ve made him a bit more approachable. He looked around a little bit– couldn’t see Chitch, after all!– and soon looked down, squinting his milky eyes.

     “ Oh, hello! ” He piped up with a big ol’ smile, crouching down– and was a bit mindful of Chitch. ‘Course, his aura was most likely a bit… Different, compared to others.

     “ You’re a small thing, aren’t you?… Well, it’s nice to meet you… My name is Shuu. ” The supposed warrior monk murmured thoughtfully, pointing a single fingertip towards Chitch… Though, he looked up when he heard Guts, blinking slightly… Ah? Someone else? For some reason, he seemed familiar– not that he met him, but something about his voice– rough, perhaps… Reminded him of a younger version of himself…

   “ Hello! ” He piped up, giving a wave in Guts’s general direction,“ She’s your friend, I’m guessing? Hello! ”

Chitch looks up to the man with a big smile, some of her petals shaking with glee as she jumped up and down. She was so much like a child, for being a flower spirit-- it was totally unreal. In fact, there was even a hint of surprise on her face as well! “Shu-human, Shu-human! Hello!!”  

As soon as she was in reach of his finger, she jumped and latched on, almost like a hug. The silly little sprite obviously didn’t contend much for personal preservation, but even so, she just wanted to interact with someone different. Chitch lets a silly giggle leave her small body, her grip around Shu’s finger as tight as it can be-- she probably has the grip of a loose hair or a babe’s hand. 

It wasn’t long before a much larger figure comes out from the brush-- a man whose cloak was buttoned together by a flower suspiciously close to what the sprite’s looked like. He gasped for a minute, glaring at the stranger before letting out a huff.