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hands hurt. must boop. BOOP ME

I wanna know what people assume about me because of my tumblr.

yes we do dear, yes we do :3

Calling myself out here

Water

He's home.

He stands in front of that little cottage on the beach fronted woods, listening to the waves crash against the rocks.

He walks.

He walks up the hill behind the house, slightly to the left. Theres a cliff there, his cliff. He goes there from time to time, to stare at the city miles away, on a different coast. As he walks, his hooves make soft sounds in the damp grass. Dew. Huh. Must be morning.

He loves his cliff. Loves imagining what wonders lie across the vast waters. He does not love water. He had never been able to understand swimming. He wasn't human, he likely couldn't even swim at all. He couldn't swim.

Sometimes he'd go to the gravely beach, make little towers of rocks and driftwood. He would wander into the water, but never too deep. He couldn't swim.

He reached the cliff top. He'd never strayed too close to the edge though, he knew the water was deep where the cliff ended. He didn't care for water. He couldn't swim.

He kept walking. He should stop now, the edge is close.

But he doesn't.

The soft thuds of his hooves feel loud in the cold, silent air.

And now the cliff is gone. He's falling. He likes falling, but this is wrong. He should be in control, but he's not. His wings should have caught him already. They've not, refusing to unfold from his back, as if restrained by cold, invisible hands, taunting him as he fell.

The boy hit the water, cold rushing all around him as the liquid abyss drags him deep below the surface. It burns, the heat of the monsters skin instantly boiling the water as it touches him, screams ripping from his unnatural throat. Fluid rushes into his lungs, searing the inside of his scarred flesh. He tastes his own blood, more rich than a humans. It would have been smooth, if the demonic side of him didn't taint it with darkness. Not that it matters now.

He sinks, deeper and deeper, pain and terror causing his body to lock up, as the morning sun above him seems to grow dark, flicker, and go out. The only sound he hears now is the sound of the water, almost tauntingly calm as it drags him deeper, limbs still as he sinks further into the water, feeling colder than ice as his bodies scorching innards cool. His eyes never close, all sight having already been boiled away, leaving half filled sockets. His lungs try to push the water from them, but it's no use.

Finally his wings extend, far too late to save him now, only slowing his decent into the cold, liquid madness that is the Sea and its torturous grasp.

yo do you have any fics based on this au? It sounds so cool tbh. Well aside from water

i have these two if you'd like

beginning of the end is a lucifer backstory one that i started, and have been struggling with a bit. it's also a touch oc heavy and A demons wishes is a little bivil thing i wrote, it's the night after their wedding i believe i don't tend to write fics, and those are a little bit older, but those are what i have currently

HAPPY NEW YEAR LUCID

EXPLODES

Welcome to THE RUINS!

TAGS:

#not-an-ask – Anything that isn’t related to a character being asked. Like this post!

#PROLOGUE: summoning of the souls – The story of how the anons (yes, all of you! Y’all do have canonical, in-world lore!) of this blog came to be, and how/why they stick around the Cupbros so much. [Status: tentatively complete]

#in order – Ordered posts! AKA posts with those little ‘next’, ‘last’ symbols/links.

#plot – PLOT! PLOT! PLOT! Posts/asks that contain, mention, etc. the plot of the AU.

#ruin-asks – All asks/posts of this blog (other then ones that contain the #not-an-ask tag, ofc.)

ASKING RULES / THINGS TO KNOW:

- No ‘hey may I go on a date with you??’ / ‘LEMME KISS YOU PLEASE I BEG’ asks, etc., etc., thankin’ ya kindly.

- Try to keep it SFW

- This blog/au DOES have a plotline of its own, which I WILL get to eventually, so no plot-changing-esq asks, please!

- This is a (mostly) text-only askblog (mostly because while I may not be the worst at art, I am NOT confident enough in my ability to do so to have an entire askblog based off of it), so don’t expect much – if any – art when I’m answering asks

- This AU’s plot is most definitely NOT simply a copy-paste of Casino Cups’s – but that doesn’t mean you can’t ask questions the og blog has already answered. Who knows, maybe things’ve changed since the ‘bros were last asked ‘em…

- CHARACTERS YOU CAN ASK QUESTIONS TO/ABOUT: Mugman, Cuphead, Legendary Chalice, King Dice, The Devil, ANY of the Casino Crew, ANY of the Lil Lucifer characters (which yes are in this AU), Bowlboy, and a few others who’ll be brought up in time

- This AU is a mix-match of game, Casino Cups, my own HCs/AU, and some – SOME – of the show, so don’t expect much canoninity (yes I am aware that isn’t an actual word; no I do not care.)

That’s all, pretty much! My main blog’s @xshimaeraxx , so if you ever have any non-askblogy questions or anything, just go over there and shoot me an ask. I’ll respond to it whenever I get to it ;)

i love cuphead, but gods nothing compares to how much i love evil, which sucks bc like- theres barely anything in cc of him, so most of it's things i made up/projected onto him, which leads to me loving him more, and it's a feedback loop loll

ngl i kinda wanna go back to learning how to do edits (tweening, and stuff) just so i can make more casino cups edits LMAOOOO but idk if i should or nah

rip my abandoned tt account

birb

b-birb??

..doot doot?

ha?

every single person who reblogs this

every

single

person

will get “doot doot” in their ask box