

There's a lost, corrupted soul out in the wild and ready to do anything to get a new body. Cuphead wanted his brother to abandon his research about the Calix Animi. (The brothers work currently at the casino after the finish of the game.) Not Chalice-friendly, sorry! This work HEAVILY leans on Casino Cups AU. King Dice & The Devil aren't the villains here this time. Inspired by Casino Cups - askcupsandcasinos.Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings.Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence.Havoc_archives Fandoms: Cuphead (Video Game), Casino Cups - Fandom Language: English Words: 2,507 Chapters: 1/1 Kudos: 1 Bookmarks: 1 Hits: 44 When Dice gets his new show, Dominic starts to worry about his weight, and he's forced to endure the worst month of his life Series King Dice (Cuphead)/Original Male Character(s).King Dice (Cuphead)/Original Character(s).I was merely helping out my boss, nothing more.MoonLightDemonz Fandoms: The Cuphead Show! (Cartoon) This was a strange situation to be in but in no way an unpleasant one. Once my body was in a horizontal position, The Devil did the unthinkable and seemed to cuddle up to me, holding onto my body as if I was a large pillow. He didn’t use much force, in fact his movements were slow and hesitant I let him.

We stayed like this for a while, that was until my boss, pushed me onto the bed. “Alright…” I complied, hesitantly moving closer to sit down on the bed with him my hands got a hold of The Devil’s, getting them off my arms and keeping them between my own. This was not what I expected, at any point in my life. “Maybe stay a little longer, don’t say anything… just stay.” “I did need it…” His lips eventually parted as those words escaped him, they seemed so distant as if they came from the depths of The Devil’s chest.

He was crying, it wasn’t just a few drops as before but a stream of red-coloured tears. His body was trembling, which was odd enough for me to take a look at The Devil’s face. Claws got a hold of my upper arms, as I froze in terror until the realisation hit me: they weren’t digging into my skin, they were simply holding me in place.
