#(because 👀 could very well be how evil cups happens)

[ossacruenta]

@cupforbrains commented

you would think he has learned his lesson by being tricked multiple times , but …

❛❛ aright , devil . yous were dere , i was dere , we ALL were dere . les make it snappy ! yous get bowlboy's soul , n i … ❜❜

was he really gonna stoop this low , just to be rid of an annoying piece of dishware that turned his milk sour ? truthfully , and it might sound selfish ( which is something that came natural ) , this is what he wanted . wonder if mugman had considered the idea . then again , probably not .

now what would satisfy the ruler of the underworld ?

❛❛ yous get bowlboy's soul , n my soul will be in debt again . and yous know ? i ain' too worried bout it ! ❜❜

what's the worse that could happen ? the devil actually succeeding in capturing cuphead's soul this time around ? child's play …

( it would be very sad if this so happened to be the prequel of how we got evil cups pfffffff )

He turns on one heel, folding his arms behind his back as to take on a casual, neutral posture when approached by the cup. The daemon knew the kid would be approaching him in due time--it is just a matter of what exactly the kid would offer. It had always been fun to make hints, to influence the mortals on Inkwell to make a deal--even if they thought it was their own doing. One of the many perks of being such a devious mastermind such as himself! "Hmmmn. . .?~" The Devil gives a faux hum of thought, leaning forward as Cuphead makes his decision on what to give in return. Of course, somebody else might come up with the stellar idea that getting the bowl's soul should be enough payment, but he knows this particular kid is not so logical.

"Ohh~" It takes immense effort not to express the sheer excitement that rushes through him--although, the tail starts to swish back and forth giving away the emotions, "You're offering your soul in debt? You're going to make me work for my end of the deal? I don't see how that's fair, Cup. But," He waves a clawed hand, before tapping one claw against his chin. He offers out the hand to shake on it, "There's no time limit on when that debt can be collected. Deal. . .?"

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

May I humbly request some Volo x reader crumbs please? Thank you!

Why settle for crumbs when I can offer a meal? 👀

Summary: Some post-game comfort where Reader (not the MC) is Volo's S/O, but despite finding out about his plans, they know in their heart he's not all bad and wants to stay with him.

(obvious PLA spoilers ahead!)

.......

After overhearing Volo's sinister plans and subsequent defeat at Spear Pillar from Akari/Rei, you wanted to find him. As his s/o you were concerned.

According to Cogita, he went into self-imposed exile and abandoned the Ginkgo Guild, still determined to face Arceus itself without the help of some ridiculous flute.

But with knowledge of his usual hangouts near ancient/historical spots, you eventually do locate him, seeing that he definitely looks a lot worse for wear, sporting a dirty and dull version of his Arceus-inspired garb. And his hair was down, messier than ever. He just looked like a total wreck and in no condition to meet every Pokémon right now.

His Togekiss immediately senses your presence and goes to embrace you in her wings, chirping happily, which in turn alerts Volo.

He's stunned that you actually went out of your way to find him. Surely, the entire village caught wind of his evil deeds, as did you.

So why did you come here? To yell at him for his selfish desires? To cry about how he betrayed everyone?

Well he was about to find out. Tbh he was ready for whatever insults you had to get off your chest. You had to be furious at him.

"[Y/n], you...you were looking for me?" He rasps.

"Of course, Volo..I learned about what happened and-"

"You're disgusted, right?" He immediately assumes. "I deceived everyone and you've come to reprimand me for my heinous actions? For my hubris?"

"....no, that's not-"

"You're not one to lie so easily, darling. So drop the act and just admit it..what I did was abhorrent and unforgivable. I backstabbed a child, I summoned Giratina itself..I threatened to destroy this very world!! How do you not see a monster in me?!"

You're quiet for a moment, looking to Togekiss, and then the nearby field where Lucario and Roserade were having a sparring match.

"Because your Pokémon don't." You say to him. "They still love you, and...so do I. Of course, I was shocked at what you did on that mountain. I mean..you tried stealing the plates from the kid who risked their life to get them."

The answer was simple--because they didn't.

His team knew he didn't truly "wield" them, nor was he as heartless as he claimed to be. Otherwise he wouldn't still have Pokémon who evolved based on friendship status.

Plus you knew that what Volo was before isn't a facade. He was just good at hiding his ambitions.

"Because they weren't worthy of possessing them. I would've used them to make a better world for us." He gritted his teeth, eyes burning as he felt the stinging defeat in his heart all over again. "I would’ve summoned Arceus for you, I would’ve taken its powers for you, [y/n]! Yet once again..fate has been cruel to me, declaring me still unworthy of meeting it, even after all I’ve done. Now I’m left to suffer..as always.”

By the end of his rant, his voice was drained and defeated, as he hung his head low, feeling some great deal of remorse.

"...my dear, you don't need to take a deity’s powers for me to love you." You kneel down, cupping his face, where you could feel both sides growing wet with tears. “I can’t find it in me to hate you. So please..let me stay. Even if I never go back to the village again, that's alright. I'd rather be here with you. I know this world has been unkind, but there's so much beauty in it. And we'll seek it out together."

Volo just looked up at you, his heart swelling with emotions. Part of him wanted to push you away and focus on his mission, believing he deserved to be hated and alone...

Besides, his Pokémon were starting to miss you a lot when he went into exile, yearning for the treats you’d spoil them with ever since you two began dating.

But on the other hand, he knew you weren’t that easy to get rid of.

No matter how far he travelled in Hisui, you’d just find him again, being the stubborn partner that you are.

So he just nods and silently embraces you with his head buried into your chest, relieved that he still has someone to cling to even after everything.

Meanwhile, his Togekiss raced outside to tell the rest of the gang the good news: 

You were here to stay with their wie-no, trainer forever.

[impossiblefangirl0632]

👀 what is your inkpot gods letters wip? i am v curious

I have a published fic called Inkpot Gods and Stolen Time where Bruno had a vision that made him choose between either him or Pepa dying young. Obviously he chose to protect Pepa. The fic starts on the day he dies (not permanently dead if the miracle (and the author) has anything to say about it) and Pepa is there with him at the end.

Inkpot Gods letters is when I thought it was going in a slightly different direction and they weren't gonna know what happened to him until Casita shows then the letters Bruno wrote for all of them.

And because I'm never going to post it otherwise this is one of them. (Fair warning for heavy angst and I won’t be offended in the slightest if it’s doesn’t sound like your cup of tea)

"Pepa, I'm addressing this to you because, well you'll see I guess but really it's for all of you (don't tell the kids tell their older this isn't going to be kid friendly) I guess some part of me is still naively hopeful that you'll never read this. But that kind of defeats the purpose of seeing the future, I mean we already know prophets aren't immune from denial. I guess I should stop trying to think of a better way to say it but here goes. If you're reading this I'm dead. I don't know if you already knew that or not. If I'm missing well maybe knowing will help? The fact of it is I can't see anything past when I'm murdered. I don't know if anyone will find my body I don't know how long it will take for anyone to be concerned given that I routinely disappear for days on end. I guess you can know now that that's on purpose I just I just don't want any of you to see. I mean I was scared for life watching it happen in a vision when I was a teenager I don't want any of you to have to carry the memory of seeing it in person. I'm rambling aren't I? Even on paper my thoughts don't make sense. But for you Pepa I'll try to be clear for once. 

When we were 14, the night before your first hurricane,  I had the vision at the bottom of this box (please dont look, everytime I break it it ends up back in here). It was … different. I saw two paths that branched off of one decision. Your hurricane happened, it was always going to, you were a teenager it's NOT YOUR FAULT. You died in one path and I died in the other.

It wasn't a difficult decision. So I made you angry, I told you and everyone listening that the hurricane was my fault because I saw it happen. You've been mad at me for that for 20 years. Well now you know why. That's why I never apologized. Because I refuse to regret my choice. If it came down to me or you anyone with a brain would chose you to live. You deserve to be happy. And then a few years after that I saw your future family with Felix. It made me happy because I knew that you were going to be okay. Because to be frank I haven't trusted a single person in this town to that day. You all thought/think? Tense is hard when speaking of my future that is your past. You all thought I was being paranoid, well knowing sometime in your 30s someone is going to kill you will do that to a person.

Pepa youve been angry with me about that ever since. I wish there had been another way. That somehow we could have stayed close after that but, I couldnt risk it. In order to make sure they didnt blame you I had to make them hate me instead. Which honestly wasnt even that hard everyone already thought I was evil before that anyway they just needed a bit of a push to cement me as the black sheep and you two as the angel sisters with the misfortune to be stuck with me as your demon of a brother.

Please help Julieta to not blame herself. We both know she will. I've known how this was going to play out for 20 years and I chose not to tell anyone. This was always going to happen. Even before that vision I knew I wasn't going to live very long. I've always been able to see both of your futures. I've seen what your grandkids look like. But I've never seen myself looking any older than I do now. 

This really is getting too long. If I have time I'll rewrite it maybe make it make more sense. If I have time what a terrible thought. It's soon. I know it's soon. I can feel it. The morning of our last birthday I knew I wouldn't make it another year.  

Don't worry about me. I made my peace with this a long time ago. Doesn't mean I'm not terrified but I know there's no point trying to avoid it.

I know you'll be okay. All of you will be okay. Thank you for being my family. I love you. -Bruno