#cuphead dlc x reader

[love-minor-poltergeist]

Hello polter! What do you think about the new cuphead dlc? I told myself I wasn’t going to fall for Chef Saltbaker, but i was very wrong. Could we please have some headcanons sometime?

A/N: Man you could really tell how far behind I am on some of these requests– man, I didn’t even know how long I’ve been in this rut until now. Especially since the DLC came out 2 years ago. Even as I am typing out this little note, I can’t help but grimace and feel awful for only now getting to this (シ〒﹏〒))シ

Now, I wasn’t sure if this was referring to just general headcanons or x reader ones, so I decided to go for the former for the time being!

General Chef Saltbaker Hcs:

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Even before his scheme to finally bake the Wondertart came to light, the residents of Inkwell Isle Four sensed something was… off about Chef Saltbaker. The way his  jolly smiles didn’t quite reach his eyes; how he’d often lash out at random intervals before suddenly slipping his cheerful mask on; the numerous backhanded remarks he’d dole out to customers— and god forbid he becomes passive aggressive. 

Point is, he wasn’t really a friendly fellow to begin with– and everyone was able to catch on relatively quickly. However, there was a tense, silent agreement between the other Island denizens and Chef Saltbaker: they stay out of his business, and he’ll play nice. And with gourmet treats to sweeten the pot, it’s enough to make most people look the other way. 

He kept his life incredibly private prior to his rehabilitation. Chef Saltbaker wasn’t originally from the fourth Isle, having quietly set up his bakery to little fanfare. The man hardly ever left the building, either. During the late hours of the night, long after closing hours, a few onlookers even caught him opening the door that led to the basement of the bakery; leading to a few crazed conspiracies and theories of what exactly he did down there.

Granted, considering how Saltbaker had a lab down there, they weren’t wrong. But he also just had a nook that he lived in. Rent could be expensive in the city blocks of the Isle. He’d rather spend most of his budget towards ingredients, so living within the bakery was just naturally the better option. 

Honestly, baking the Wondertart was the culmination of a series of unfortunate events. A struggling career in the culinary arts, years of being taken advantage of by restaurant owners– who dangled the empty promise of a promotion if he just was more passionate, constant stress over meeting rent, funding the bakery, and himself, rude customers; it could go on forever. After continuous disappointment and admittedly isolating himself, it was easy to see why he went a little, ah, mad. 

Saltbaker’s gotten a lot better though! Albeit, there’s still remnants of that bitter, passive aggressive (hell, even just normal aggressive) personality lurking underneath his much more positive self. Now that he has gained the trust and friendship of the Isle denizens– finally gaining a sense of belonging and community he didn’t know he was missing– he’s calmed down significantly. 

Complete and utter neat freak about his kitchen. Organizes all ingredients and spices alphabetically and dedicates separate drawers to each cooking utensil. Not to mention that at the end of each shift, he’ll make sure that the kitchen is absolutely spotless. He does not care if it’ll take him an extra hour; if everything is not in order like he left it, he’ll go mad. 

After doing community service, Saltbaker mostly just uses his laboratory to experiment with different flavors and batters for his deserts. Some of his concoctions range from mere enhancements to common flavors like strawberry to exotic flavors like dragon fruit or lychee. He’s open to new flavors!

While his large, pot-bellied frame may not look it, Chef Saltbaker is incredibly fast. When you’re working a one-man show and have a line of customers waiting for their orders, it’s completely necessary for him. Granted, a lot of the people who come in are usually complete sweethearts and are willing to wait. Nevertheless, the man’s practically a blur as he’s speeding from station to station, kneading dough one second and then preparing a batch of frosting the next. If he finds himself needing extra help, he’ll usually use magic or conjure up a salt clone. 

Though the latter doesn’t happen all too often since said clones tend to make his desserts much saltier than he would like.

Food gore makes him irrevocably angry and stressed out. Why on earth would you show him this? Saltbaker already hated wasting food, but downright ugly food or disgusting looking combos will genuinely mess him up for the rest of the day. Same thing with those images of people gripping their food too tightly. The first time Cuphead did it to an eclair in the bakery, it took every muscle of self restraint for Saltbaker to not jump over that counter and clobber a child to death. 

Speaking of, don’t ever suggest to add breadbowls to the menu in front of him. He took pride in baking that loaf of bread and you want him to massacre it?! How very dare you. He doesn’t care if it’s a popular trend, he’ll sooner slap the person who asked than waste a crumb of that bread. 

Incredibly strong, but that’s a given. The man kneads dough by hand all day and usually carries in crates and heavy bags full of groceries into the bakery. Could pick up around five grown men with ease. 

Ms. Chalice usually pops in to get extra cookies, and will often offer to help out where she can in the kitchen. She and Chef Saltbaker were kind of awkward around each other for a bit– given the whole “Hey I lied to you and your friends and tried to steal their soul” bit. However, after some time, they’re comfortable around each other to the point where you’d usually overhear their banter while they work. 

“Oh, come now, Saltbaker! You can’t put a price to our friendship!”

“Yes I can, dear. Fifty dollars.”

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[that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald]

List about what I can make •-•

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• actually, anything that seems weird to me or makes me uncomfortable-

BUT I can make

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A/N: Oki, this little thing might be change, I know other fandoms too, but at the time, I could write just these bc I'm sleepy and my mind is almost dead xd :")

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

I was told you could do chef saltbaker-

Will it be ok if I requested HC's of big sister cup! Reader who helps him with the community service after his defeat? Just them slowly bonding/developing feelings for each other? The reader is an adult btw, if that was concerning-

"You really shouldn't have underestimated my brothers."

"..wait, they’re your brothers??”

“Yep. And you just really ticked off their big sister.”

“Oh..” Saltbaker frowns as he’s lugging a minecart from Glumstone into town, while you carried a few bags of minerals yourself. The gnomes were nice enough to give you the lighter load.

You regularly volunteered for community service; you loved helping out the residents of Isle IV.

But then you met the disgraced chef, learning he forced your brothers to do his bidding..only to betray them and use the ingredients they risked their lives collecting against them both. All in an attempt to take one of their souls for a Wondertart to gain unfathomable power.

Now he was doing community service on a sentence. Though if it were up you, he’d be banished from all the isles.

Your harsh scoldings were worse than any of the labor he’s done. But he knows he deserves it after hurting so many people.

Regardless, you assisted him in the jobs he struggled with. You told him not to start calling you a “friend”. 

You might be a lady with a head of porcelain, but you’re tough as nails and don’t take crap from anybody who attacked your family.

As intimidated as he was, he admired your attitude and gained a crush (obviously he’s not gonna tell you that..lest he gets a parry slap).

For a while you remained cold towards him, and Saltbaker just did his usual work and listened to whatever you said. 

But as time goes on, you start to see he’s genuinely remorseful..and soften up around him.

The turning point is when you scold Esther for pranking him and making him spill food everywhere, before helping him clean the mess.

After that you two became friends, even helping him rebuild his bakery once his sentence is over and he’s released on good behavior--and during that time, that friendship developed into something more.

Fast-forward to you rushing to Cuphead and Mugman one sunny morning, telling them the bakery has officially reopened. And they follow you, nervous upon seeing Saltbaker.

Their jaws drop when you happily skip to him and kiss his glass cheek, calling him “sweetie”. They have a million questions. They thought you hated his guts.

But you reassured them he redeemed himself, and he apologizes to the cups for what he did, promising to change his ways.

Sure enough, he does by baking sweets for every residents and returning the ingredients to their rightful guardians.

He never thought he could show his face around here anymore.

But with you by his side, his life became a lot easier to rebuild. And he cherishes what he gained along the way <3

[speckle-meow-meow]

Maybe some cuddle hcs for Chef Saltbaker from DLC? For a man made of glass, he looks so. heckin. ♥soft♥

Yes I completely agree babes! When I first saw this man I thought he was a weird bubble at first but then I'm like "O SHIT MF A SALTY SHAKER"

Chef saltbaker cuddle head cannons

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This man

THIS MOTHER FUCKIN' MAN

Is so soft~

Y'all most likely cuddle all the time

Especially when you (or him) are feeling down

He actually is surprisingly squishy

There are certain times when you two cuddle

At night when going to bed

In the morning

When listening the the radio

And the cycle repeats

He doesn't have a preference for cuddles as long as your both comfy

Though you bother usually do is spooning your the little spoon whole yes big spoon

Sometimes he lays his head in your lap while you read and he falls asleep

{ these head cannons weren't long enough! But they were fun since he's awesome! Hearts and re-blogs are welcomed along with requests and comments! }

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[kirlias452]

Nobody has done any bishop x y/n so I’m here to fill that

[jellyfishcake]

I read your cuphead fluff headcanons they're adorable can you write some of mugman. Thank you in advance ( I'm extremely happy due to season three ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

He loves to read and sometimes would read the book to you if you're up to it

He would get jealous of his bother when you're with him sometimes

You guys would lay in bed and cuddle in peace and quiet[until cuphead ruins it]

Holding hand are a must he loves to hold you hands he would kiss you hand sometimes

If you do something risky he would feel up with anxiety and hug you after

He would show you his dance moves chalice showed him

When you guys do chores or make a fort you guys would laugh at stupid jokes and sometimes make fun of cuphead

You guys would dance to music

He would ask cuphead for some advice when you guys got together

He would be shy to show affection around people even his bother

He would have to warm up to you so stay patient with him

Let him lay his head on you lap and if you hum he would fall asleep on you lap

You're guys first kiss would be an accident

Sorry for not posting my mental health wasn't good and I just laid in my bed and didn't want to do anything. So sorry for not posting. 😭

[hostess-of-horror]

Chef's Kiss

If I had the ability to travel back in time and then proceeded to tell my past self that I would be writing a Reader x Canon fanfic for Cuphead, I would be knocked tf out...

Anyways!

I found a post talking about a Reader fanfic with Chef Saltbaker, specifically the one by @starleska, and so I figured why the hell not! Although I don't have a crush on him, I am, however, in love with his fluid animation and overall design! He gives me Classic Disney Villain vibes and I am here for it!

Just so to let everyone know, this is my very first Cuphead fanfic. So be easy on me!

Content Includes: Major DLC Spoilers, Irresponsible Use of Knives, and Very Intense Flirting (Don't worry, this story is Safe for Work!)

You couldn't help but be mesmerized. You were watching an artist at work. There was no pause in his motions, no hesitation or blunder to be seen. Everything he did was perfect. Of course, he clearly had the experience and skill - something you had yet to achieve. You stood and watched as your mentor rolled up his sleeves, exposing his crystal clear forearms, and took ahold of a knife. Your heart jolted in excitement when he made the first cut into the fruit he placed onto the cutting board. Then he minced, beautifully so, the fruit into pieces and scrapped them aside. It was such a simple act, and yet he made it as if it was a craft no mortal being could ever possess.

Cooking was, indeed, a craft. Your mentor, Chef Saltbaker, said so himself.

Your fingers shook with anticipation. You wanted to try it out yourself. You just had to take that knife and give it a go! Or perhaps, it wasn't the knife that excited you. No... no, it wasn't. The constant rhythm of your heartbeat, the hypnotism, the enthusiasm. It was all because of the chef that took you in as his apprentice. Chef Saltbaker is the greatest chef in all of Inkwell Isles, that you knew well. Everyone knew well. And to be given the chance to work alongside him! That right there was a tremendous honor. And to think that all it took was a small conversation, too. It was a bright, sunny day when it happened. You felt particularly special, so you went down to the bakery to get yourself a small treat. You went inside, was greeted by him, had a friendly chat. But then things turned interesting when Chef Saltbaker noticed the book under your arm.

The book you were holding was a encyclopedia, specifically one about the occult. You were very fond with the subject, reading books upon books about anything and everything there was to learn. It just so happened that you had placed a bookmark under a chapter discussing the complexities of the astral plane. You had no idea how delighted the chef was when you told him! At that moment, you discovered that you two were quite alike. Things lead to another, and now here you were, inside his kitchen built inside a strange catacomb underneath the bakery. Considering your otherworldly interests, such a place did not phase you. In fact, you were quite amazed!

Chef Saltbaker then paused his work, lowering his knife. "My friend... You know that book you own? The one about the astral plane?", he asked, turning towards you. You nodded, interested in what he had to say. "I must admit, I never thought that I would see someone else with similar tastes. I must also admit that I'm quite surprised you didn't scream in fear when we entered the kitchen. This place is usually kept as a secret, as it should be, but perhaps we don't have to hide... certain things anymore."

Certain things? What could that possibly mean? It could be anything! And if your surroundings indicated anything, it most likely meant something sinister. You thought about all the possible and horrible things Chef Saltbaker could mean: cannibalism, poisoning, necromancy, slavery, piracy... veganism! "You see... I have discovered a spectacular recipe. It is called the Wondertart! The Wondertart is a treat only created with the finest ingredients, ingredients that only can be gathered by the most determined of folk! You must be wondering, what exactly makes this recipe so special?", he continued, "Well, it's because the Wondertart can give you the power to control the astral plane!"

You jolt up in surprise! Chef Saltbaker, Inkwell Isles' finest cook, in control of the entire astral plane? Surely, this must be some sort of joke! An elaborate prank which involved an atmosphere as spooky as a catacomb. But as you looked into his eyes, your doubt faded away. He was, in fact, serious. Completely and utterly serious. You can tell by the glow in his eyes. "Yes, my friend! The astral plane! Can you believe it? To think that I can harness it with just a small pastry! Ha-ha!", Chef Saltbaker laughed gleefully, swinging his knife in hand. Then he sighed, "However... I believe there is going to be a change in plans... The Wondertart will not grant me its power. Oh, no... it will grant us the power."

You stood in place astounded as your mentor smiled. He began to stroll towards you, his eyes now gleaming with hunger. Your heart throbbed as he got closer to you. Before you know it, you were pinned against a stone wall with him towering over you. You could feel yourself blushing immensely as you realize how close you were to him. You had every reason to be frightened: the underground catacombs, the plan to conquer the astral plane, Chef Saltbaker himself. You almost forgot that he still had the knife in his hand. But, you would be lying if you told yourself that you weren't a fan of this... dangerous intimacy.

"My dear..." Chef Saltbaker cooed, gently caressing your cheek, "You don't have to hide it anymore. I can read you like a book. Did you really think that I wouldn't notice? I'm honestly flattered! Never thought that I would be considered attractive in these parts, to be honest. Well, I'm glad you think so..." He winked. Oh my stars, he winked! At you! Is this real? Is this a dream? This has to be! There was no way Chef Saltbaker had the same feelings! "With the Wondertart, we will be unstoppable! We will become gods amongst mortals - beyond just mere lovers. Whaddya say, my dear? Will you conquer the astral plane by my side as my partner in crime?"

You felt his finger lift up your chin, his thumb gently tracing your lower lip. Without a single word, you leaped into his arms and finally - finally - crashed your lips against his. Chef Saltbaker reciprocates with a sly grin,"Oh, we're going to make wonders together, sweetie pie..."

[askcannibalsaltbaker]

he's very yes

[etherealninfa]

Good boy/ Evil

[sensitivebish26]

Yandere! Chef Saltbaker x reader

A/N: here’s part 3!! Parts 1 & 2 here—>

Enjoy~

Spoilers:

This is an AU where Saltbaker DOES WIN!

Mature (18+) soon

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Recap:

"Thank you for letting me help bake chef Saltbaker, it was fun!"

    "Please, just Saltbaker. Or even Salty for short~" The chef cooed at you. You blushed slightly as you gave a light giggle.

    "R-right. See you tomorrow, Salty!" You started heading to the docks, already excited for the next day with the chef.

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A little over a week has passed since you first visited the bakery in Inkwell Isle 4. You had already created the habit of eagerly leaving your house in the morning and heading over to the island to see your newest friend, Chef Saltbaker. Though as much as you enjoyed the time you spent with your new dear friend, you were still ultimately worried about your other friends: Cuphead, Mugman, and Ms. Chalice. You were still waiting for their safe arrival back at the bakery.

One thing you truly did enjoy about Saltbaker over the cups, though, was his maturity, gentleness, and kindness. He was always so kind and fun to be around! He always spoke with such confidence that you also adored. Not to mention, he helped you grow an even bigger love and appreciation for baking! You definitely developed a crush on him already, as well. You tried to brush it off, you only knew him for a little over a week. There's no way that it could turn to anything serious so suddenly. What wasn't helping that, however, was the fact that Saltbaker himself was pretty flirty. At first it seemed playful enough, but yesterday he seemed a bit... different. He didn't seem like his usual, jolly self you have grown to like. His gaze looked more sinister than playful every time he flirted. His pupils flashed from how they normally looked, to now yellow ones with rings around them. You just tried to shrug this off, maybe he was just turning up the heat between you two? ((Ya see what I did there? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )) You didn't see much of a problem in that. After all, you loved it when he was flirty with you.

You snapped out of your thoughts when you finally arrived at the docks. You were so happy to see Mugman and Chalice, who was in physical form, standing not too far away.

"Hey, guys! Long time no see," you semi-joked as you headed their way, "how was your guy's adventure? And where is Cuphead?"

"Hey, (y/n)! The adventure was great! Cuphead said that he was going to meet us here before we delivered this last ingredient to Chef Saltbaker, but I haven't seen him around at all." Mugman responded. You all took a glance around before Chalice spoke up.

"Maybe he's already at the bakery with Saltbaker! C'mon, let's not keep them waiting!" You all hurried your way to the local bakery with excitement. As you headed inside, the bakery was eerily quiet. Over by the display of sweets was an opened hatch that led to a basement. You suddenly felt that off feeling again, thought this time it was stronger than before. Mugs and Chalice had to basically drag you down the creepy, spiral staircase with them. As you all reached the bottom, you heard maniacal laughter.

"Saltbaker..." Mugman hissed in a low tone, before looking back to you, "(y/n), stay here where it's safe. Chalice and I will handle him." You nodded as you watched the two cups make their way towards the crazed laughter. You kept your eye out for Cuphead, hoping he was safe if around here somewhere. When Mugman and Chalice reached Saltbaker, he stabbed a knife into the cutting board in front of them.

"Welcome back, you meddlesome, bratty cups! While you were out doing my bidding, I took the opportunity to snatch your little friend here. As much as I need those ingredients you got for me, I forgot to mention the most important ingredient of all for my Wondertart... a living soul! Once the recipe is completed, the astral plane will be mine to control!!" The maniac of a chef spewed as he moved over and revealed Cuphead trapped in a jar. The poor, scared cup brother was pleading for help while banging on the jar.

"Mugman! Chalice! Ya gotta help me!"

"Shut it!! Now, I'll be taking that last ingredient, thank you." Saltbaker said as he easily snatched the last ingredient from Mugman's grasp. The two free cups readied themselves for a fight as Saltbaker went to work on the ingredients, murdering each of them in a cold and brutal manner for his personal gain. He soon slapped his hands on the table and took a glowing, red mushroom from off the side somewhere, opened the top of his salt cap and dropped it in. His eyes went from the chaotic yellow rings to just pure red as he started growing twice his size! He clasped his hands together and snatched Mugs and Chalice up in his palm as they kept trying to fight him. While the fight was raging on, you quietly and quickly snuck your way to Cuphead.

"(Y/n)! I would say I'm glad to see you and to get me outta here, but you shouldn't even be here! You're gonna get hurt!" Cuphead scolded you in fear for your safety. You shot him a glance before trying to break the cup out of the jar prisonment.

"I'm not leaving you guys behind! I have to do something to help my friends!" You kept trying to find a way to open the jar up or even break the glass, but to no avail. As you took a second to regain your composure, you looked up at Cuphead and saw his eyes widen.

"(Y/N)!!" Before you had the chance to react, you felt a large hand wrap around your figure.

"Well, well... what do we have here?~"

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Thank you for reading <3

[juniminabloom]

Yandere! Chef Saltbaker x reader

A/N: This lil’ oneshot was requested by my good friend Sky, you can check them out over at our group blog! @soillky​ And one more quick thing, go check out @kirlias452​ ! They’re really cool and allowed me to use one of their headcanons, so thank you! Edit: Part 2 is out! You can find it here!

~First, we’ll start with headcanons~

(Keep in mind that in this oneshot for my friend, he is yandere.)

- Very sweet for a salt shaker - Loves to cook with you, it makes his pastries taste better to him - He loves spending as much time with you as possible, even though he has a bakery to run - Loves to hold your hand, it makes him feel calmer and happier ever since he was driven mad - Since he was driven mad, he’s a bit possessive. If he can’t have that Wondertart, he can surely have you. Right...? - Gets jealous if any customer compliments you, no matter what the compliment is - Absolutely loves to hold you. Whether it’s holding your hand or cuddling, physical touch is his love language.

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~And now, the oneshot ❤ ~  Word count: 0.7k

     Another day of working at the bakery. But it doesn’t bother you, knowing that your best friend and owner of the bakery, Chef Saltbaker, is there with you. Today you’re stuck as the cashier. Not the most exciting to you, but at least you get to interact with people, and most of them are really nice to you.

     “...And there you go, sir! Have a nice day!” You say with a smile as the last customer walks out of the building. It’s now time to close up shop, and as you flip the sign on the front to “Sorry, We’re Closed!”, you feel a hard hand grip your shoulder.      “Y/N, we need to talk.” Chef Saltbaker says with a saddened face. “Follow me upstairs.”  “O-oh, um, alright. Am I in trouble?” You reply with a nervous tone. He’s never asked you for a “talk”, you’ve done so well at the bakery, and you don’t know if you’ve done anything wrong. “No, of course you aren’t in trouble. I just need a chat with you,” Chef Saltbaker replies, easing your worries.

     “Here, sit down.” Saltbaker says as he pats a cushion on the couch. You do, and he sits down next to you. “So, Chef, is anything bothering you?” You ask, still a little worried that you did something wrong. “To put it in simple words, yes. I don’t want you working as the cashier anymore. I don’t like how many people end up complimenting you. It’s... unnerving.”

     “But Chef, how is that unnerving? I like working as the cashier,” You say, a little sad that you wouldn’t interact with other people.

     Saltbaker wouldn’t answer your question. Instead, he grasped your hands with his and held them up to his chest. In an instant, his eyes flashed a yellow, and yours grew wide. Yellow eyes... the same ones you saw in his twisted face that one fateful day. Why, oh why?

     “Y/N, have I ever told you how pretty you are?” He said, his eyes now yellow and a large grin spreading across his face. You feel yourself slightly blush at the sudden change of mood. Saltbaker notices, and yanks your arms to him, making you slightly jump with a yelp, landing you right on his lap.

     He snakes his arms around your waist and pulls you in for a hug. You can hear him slightly smelling your neck, his nose pushed against it, and a blush spreads across your cheeks. What has gotten into him? He’s never done this before.

     “Y/N, you remember that day, the day I tried to take Cuphead’s soul for my greatest dish yet?  He whispers as he squeezes you tighter. Your blush fades and you quietly reply, “I do... why do you ask?” “I couldn’t have that Wondertart. They wouldn’t let me. I could’ve had so much power, and control,” His voice starts to slowly grow louder. “I could’ve had everything- and now it’s gone.” He squeezes you tighter, making it hard for you to breathe, so you lightly tap his back and he loosens- just a little.

     “Chef, you’re scaring me,” You worriedly say. “What’s gotten into you?” “I can’t have that Wondertart. But there is one thing that I want. And it will be mine, no matter what.” Saltbaker whispers in your ear.

“And what would that be, Chef?” “Do you want the name of it?” “Of course I do.” “The name of it...  Y/N.“

     This surely took you by surprise. Your cheeks heated up again with a deeper blush, and Saltbaker pushed you slightly away from him, just so he could meet your face with a smile.      “I do love you, Y/N. For a long while now.” Saltbaker cooed. He pulled you back, but sat you on his lap, his arm under your arm. You were in a position where you were almost sitting next to him, just on his lap, and slightly turned. He nuzzled his head against your cheek, and gave you a quick kiss on it. You were blushing really hard, but didn’t know how to feel.

     “You’re all I want. You’re the sweetest sugar, the ripest strawberry, the perfect pepper-to-salt ratio,” He complimented. “If I couldn’t have that Wondertart, I’ll surely have you.”

“No matter the cost.”

     ~Writing this was super fun! Maybe a part 2? Who knows! Shoot me an ask and I’ll surely do it! Love you guys <3~

[urfavoriteshippingservice]

have some chef saltbaker

when your legs dont work like they used to before/j

[danirahl]

A little break at the bakery Saltbaker x fem!reader pt5

Disclaimer: Picture isn't mine! all credit goes to the artist!!

~I'm sorry if this part is not great. I had a few bad weeks but I still wanted to give you guys the part.

part 4: https://at.tumblr.com/danirahl/a-little-break-at-the-bakery-saltbaker-x/0obvq82yv42a

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“You want a cup of tea before going home?” she asked him shyly, not wanting to let go of him just yet.

He peaked up. Not wanting to leave this chance, he took her hand once again

“I got us some cookies and baking stuff, so we can bake together,” she giggled as she gave him the bag. “And other spiced treats for us to enjoy with a hot brew..” Saltbaker smiled at her thoughtfulness. With the bag in his hands, he gave a glance to it. Maybe they could make some Halloween cookies for tea time? With a smile he came into the kitchen, placing the bag on the counter. He watched her going through her kitchen, looking for her cups.

“Is it strange I don’t want to let go of you after today?”

(Y/n) looked up. With the tea cups in hands, she giggled.

“Not at all!” she smiled “After all, we did had a lot of fun and good food today. And maybe a few hot-ish kisses?” (Y/n) couldn’t help but blush as she placed the tea bags in.

“Hot-ish, huh?” a smirk came on his face as he helped pouring the boiling water in the cups, after the kettle howled.

“Y-you know what I mean!”she huffed, with puffy burning cheeks.

“No, I do not,” he leaned in closer to her. “Do tell me, doll~”

The way he said ‘doll’ as it rolled of his tongue with a husky voice. His eyes were yellowish again. (Y/n) gulped as she quickly grabbed her cup, leaning away. She couldn’t look him in the eyes, she would drop her cup and melt away, if he wouldn’t stop. Biting her lip she tried to keep it together, as he took her cup out of her hands.

“Now you’re just being mean, Salty,” she gave in as she felt his hand on her cheek.

“Am I?” he chuckled as he planted a passionate kiss on her lips. A hopeless moan escaped her lips as she threw her arms around his neck. Quickly Saltbaker held her closer to him as the made out. More moans came from her as he kneaded her in the right places.

Gasping as she let go of their kiss, she was blushing furiously while Saltbaker had the biggest grin on his face.

“Those sounds you make are lovely,” Saltbaker whispered against her ear. “Let me hear some more..~”

With new found courage, (Y/n) held his hands. Kissing him gentle to calm him down

“Not yet,” she whispered, her heart racing. “I’m not ready to go there so quickly, Salty.”

Taken back a bit, Saltbaker looked at her. He was ready for anything and would do everything for her.

“Did I go to far?”he whispered back, cupping her face. Watching her beautiful eyes staring into his. “I’m sorry, (Y/n), If I got too excited about it.”

A gentle giggle came from her as she pecked his nose. “You did, but I can understand it very well,”she smiled and sighed deeply, “I’m excited too.. but I’m not feeling comfortable yet to go.. there just yet. I’m sorry if I disappointed you in that..” “No, no,” he smiled as he caressed her cheeks. “I understand, darling. I want you to be comfortable in my arms and I’ll wait for you. I’m not disappointed at all.”

“Promise?” “Promise,” he chuckled, making a face. “Though I’ll handle it later myself- not the first time I did it alone.” (Y/n) laughed at his funny face as he let go of her.

“Thank you, Salty,” (y/n) smiled happily, “For understanding. I had a wonderful date with you. I hope we can have many more?” “Of course,”Saltbaker smiled daringly. “Let’s drink our tea. It’s pretty late for you, young lady.”

(y/n) giggled at his teasing.

After a goodnight kiss and a warm hug, Saltbaker left.

With a big grin he left into the night. And very red blush on his cheeks.

~a week later~

“I still don’t trust him,” Cuphead said with crossed arms. “he’s too flirty with our cousin..”

“Cuphead,” Mugman tried to reason with his brother. “Don’t upset (Y/n). Remember when you did last time?” “Yeah,” Ms. Chalice agreed, thinking about last time. “Didn’t you cried back then? She got -”

“Well, I ain’t afraid of her!” Cuphead said with a confident smile as he interrupted Ms. Chalice.

“Oh, aren’t ya?” The voice called behind them. A gulp was heard from Cuphead. Cuphead’s smile faded. As he turned around he saw (Y/N) standing with her arms crossed. A nervous chuckle came from him as he fixed his collar.

“H-Hi (Y/n)..~” he tried to play it off all cutely.

“It better be good...”she growled as she looked at the trouble trio. “What’s so imported that you called me from the bakery?”

“It’s about Saltbaker!” Cuphead said, his fits tight “He’s going to make that Wondertart again! I saw him with those Gnome berries!” (Y/n) stared at her cousins and Ms. Chalise. Were they for real at that moment? Didn’t Saltbaker go to jail and do the community service to get out? It would be really dumb to do so. Unless..?

“That doesn’t make sense, Cuphead,” (Y/n) sighed, rubbing her nose bridge . “And I do remember ordering those berries a few days ago: I’m making Gnome tarts this week for the bakery. What else do you use those berries for?”

Ms. Chalise looked worried at the three. The cups gave each other a look. They felt something was off.

“Well it’s not a bad idea to keep a better eye on him,” Ms. Chalise offered the idea to (Y/n). “Make notes whenever he feels out of it. We can take a look of it and take action before it happens again.”

“Fine,” (Y/n)sighed, “I can do that I that helps you guys relax. But please, you guys. Let me have this.. I’m having with him.”

“I’ll use my finger gun at him if he dares to hurt you though, (Y/n)!” Cuphead warned her.

“Me too!”Mugman said.

~~~

Saltbaker was enjoying a cup of coffee as (Y/n)was busy helping customers. A small break from baking and preparing dessert was hard work after all. Just sitting near the door enjoying a snack too, he listen to the voices to hear if there are any orders to make. Through the door creak he could just see the silhouette of (Y/n).

“-Well how about a cream pie instead, Ma’am?” Saltbaker heard (Y/n)suggested to a customer.

Saltbaker almost choked on his coffee when he heard that. What did she just say!? His burnt face turned towards the sound of her voice. There she was standing behind the cash register with a sunny smile on her face. “It’s a simple pie crust filled with vanilla custard, strawberries and a heavy layer of whipped cream,” Dani explained as the old lady asked what it was. “We can decorate it with some chocolates and fresh fruits too, if you would like.”

“Oh, that sounds deliciously delightful, dear,” the granny said with the biggest smile, “I’ll take one! My grandchildren will love that!” “Just a moment, ma’am,” she smiled as she walked towards the door that leads to the kitchen. “I’ll ask the chef to get one for you.”

“Salty?” (Y/n)opened the door to find a flustered Saltbaker, looking quite caught at her. “Are you alright?” her eyebrow raised. “You look like you saw something horrible.. or heard. But anyway. We got a customer who’s wanting to try out that new pie. Can you whip it up?”

“E-eh yes I can,”he blushed deeply as he tried to get himself together. Pulling his collar to let go off the steam that was building up inside, he saw how Dani looked at him.

“Whyyyy don’t you sit down for a moment,” she spoke up. “I’ll get it out of the pie out.”

“N-no, I’m fine really!” Saltbaker protested as he came off the chair to get the pie first but was met with a stern look of (Y/n).

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Can you do a Satan from Cuphead x a reader that's a kind atheist? I mean, not in the sense that they don't believe in God or greater deities (since Satan literally has a casino, can't deny that there is some sort of god in the Isle), but in the sense that they flat out don't care where they end up when they die, only if they make the most of their life now. By being good to anyone that crosses their path, and that just so happens to be Satan himself.

I developed a head canon that Satan is having an existential crisis about his existence. Bc in the show we've seen him do good things, and in the dlc we see both his demonic and angelic sides at once. Maybe the kind reader could help?

“Sooooo...you literally don't care where your soul winds up?"

"Nope."

"..but what if I take it?"

"Then that's fine-”

“What?!! No!! That’s not right at all!!" Stomping his foot, Devil loomed over you with menacing yellow eyes. "You can't just say "I don't care" or "that's fine." Did you forget who I am?”

“You-”

“Exactly. I’m the Devil, you idiot! You should be afraid!"

“But you don’t scare me.” You return the look with the calmest of gazes.

You didn’t say that out of cockiness; you genuinely didn’t think he was all that bad. Then again you had this mindset towards everyone, including the debtors that were still picking up the pieces after their freedom from the contracts. You crossed paths with many of them--offering a kind hand to those who seemingly didn’t deserve it, such as Baroness and King Dice.

And what did you expect in repayment? Nothing.

You didn’t care where you winded up when the time inevitably comes. It never bothered you; rather than think about the future, you wanted to live in the present and do good deeds during your time in this world.

Yes, that included helping the Devil himself--the very fiend that could condemn you to fiery punishment and harvest your soul.

You actually helped his minions rebuild the throne room that got destroyed in his battle with the cups. Whatever their short statures and small, weak wings couldn’t reach, you were there to assist. Not to mention you’d regularly polish his trident if he didn’t have it with him and flash sickening smiles whenever you two crossed paths.

At Henchman’s insistence, Devil finally decided to confront you about this, wondering if you had some ulterior motivation. Surely you wanted something from him in exchange, right?

“Why are you so friendly to me all of the sudden? Are you expecting to get VIP access to my casino--which, by the way, I can no longer enter due to a magic spell binding?! Because you’re out of-”

“Is...me just wanting to be nice a good-enough answer?”

“No!” Growling under his breath, he turned on his heel. “Don’t waste your energy trying to help me anymore. I have legions at my disposal. Unless you give me a real answer I-”

“I had a dream about you.”

Devil blinked, slowly looking back at you with confusion. “A dream? You mean...a nightmare?” He grinned evilly, though it was quick to falter as you smiled and shook your head.

“Noope. I meant a dream. For the past few weeks I’ve had the same exact one.”

Although he usually wouldn’t care, he was curious about this “dream” you had, so he fully turned around and huffed, indicating he was staying to listen.

“I took a nap near a graveyard one day, and I found myself in this weird...dimension. I was fighting you. But there were..two forms of you. Nothing like your spider or goat or giant ones. You were a demon and angel. It was so vivid that I remember what they looked like. I even drew them out.”

Showing him a paper, you presented a drawing of you standing on a platform and a giant skeleton of his likeness in the background. On either side of you were two large entities that shared his face:

One was an angel in a blue toga, with nubby horns and fluffy wings. His eyes were kind and his hands were clasped together in a prayer. The other was covered in red fur with ram horns and batlike wings, looking down at you with a devilish grin.

“The angel wasn’t attacking me, but the demon did.” You continued to explain. “And sometimes the two would switch places when I tried talking to one. They seemed...conflicted with hurting me, as if they didn’t want to. Yet they couldn’t stop or let me go. I only woke up when I got hurt or fell off the platform.”

You just chuckled awkwardly at Devil’s blank reaction. “Guess you can say it was one hell of a dream-”

Suddenly he snatched the drawing from you, examining it more closely. Although the red demon looked quite dashing, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pain seeing the blue angel.

How could this be? What would make you dream of these two halves of himself in such detail?

He didn’t know whether to laugh or feel insulted.

“You know this dream could mean you’ve had one too many sugar cubes..and you’re sleeping next to graves-”

“Nope, I’ve had this same dream over and over, even in the comfort of my own home. I think..it’s trying to tell me that you’re not absolutely evil.”

His fur bristled with tension, as if he was shocked with Cuphead’s invisible sweater, but he bit his tongue. Deep down he knew there was some truth to your statement, yet he buried it, thinking he could get away with just closing up and mocking you as he did every other resident.

“Well..that’s only what you wish I was. But the reality is that I am 100% evil!” He huffed. “Honestly if you think I’m even remotely capable of any good-”

“What about the time you painted the fence for the cups so they didn’t have to?”

“...they tricked me into doing that!!! Although I did find it fairly therapeutic..” Devil hummed for a moment, before blinking as he realized how “soft” he was becoming and scoffed loudly. “L-Look, you want conclusive proof that I’m evil? Well..you can’t spell “devil” without E-V-I-L! Now how about that?” He smirked.

“But you go by other names, too.”

His smile faltered. “.........”

“Satan, Lucifer..those don’t have the word evil in-”

“THAT STUPID DREAM MEANS NOTHING!!” Flames abruptly burst around his form, making you step back. Not in fright, but to avoid being burned. And you noticed your drawing was slowly being disintegrated into ash.

Yet you stayed calm as the fire died down, and he growled at you. Though his yellow gaze went to the drawing, realizing half of it had burnt, leaving only..

The blue angel.

You frowned slightly, thinking you pushed one button too many. His shoulders were slumped, yet you remained cautious in case he had another outburst. “Maybe you’re right. I’m sorry. But that’s why I’m not scared of you. Perhaps I should be but-”

“..no, you..you’re the right one.”

You blinked. “Huh?”

“You’re right.” He finally admitted through clenched teeth. “I wasn’t always this evil..in fact..I was just like this angel once.” Looking up at you, you could see pink-colored tears turning his eyes glossy. “I used to be better than this...I..used to be...a decent guy. Now here I stand, with a fallen empire and despised by everyone!!”

You were astonished that the Devil was humbling himself right before you, but you nodded in understanding.

“Could I truly call myself the Devil anymore? I mean..like..I should’ve taken your soul the moment you intruded in my lair!! I never cared about anyone!! The Devil never does! But I held back...so what does that say about me now?! I don’t understand!!” He wailed.

Feeling a hand callously pet his arm, he opened his teary eyes to see your soft smile. Still kind and warm in the face of an all-powerful demon who could ignite himself at any time.

“I think that says..you’re conflicted with yourself. Part of that angel you once were is still inside you, trying to break through. It’s not a bad thing. It just shows you have a heart.”

He sniffled, rubbing at his eyes like a child. “My heart is only cold. But..part of me still wishes I could go back to what I was before. But even with all my power I cannot turn back time or turn into anything even slightly angelic.”

“Well at least you’re accepting it, y’know?” You comforted. “And..you can still do good around Inkwell. Like small things.”

“Such as?”

“Not..popping a random kid’s balloon? That would be a good start.”

“Awh, but it’s funnyyyyy.” He pouted childishly, though upon seeing your gaze turn stern, he sighed. “Fine.” Rolling his eyes, he looked at the drawing he still had, sheepishly handing it back to you. “Here. My first “good deed” for the day. Sorry it’s halfway burnt.”

Taking it back, you folded and pocketed it. “I actually have dozens of drawings like this. Every time I have that dream, I immediately wake up to draw you, trying to remember all the details. At first..they were just stick figures since I couldn’t recall much, but now I’m currently working on a full-fledged painting.”

“Ooooo, a painting of my likeness~?” Devil cooed with a raised eyebrow. “Why, I’m pleased to be somebody’s muse.”

Yep. That pride and ego he was so notorious for was showing again.

“Well....” He checked his imaginary watch as he summoned his trident. “I have things to do but..this has been erm..a nice chat. I will see that painting once it’s finished, no?”

“Of course.” You promised. “Just don’t randomly drop in like you always do to the cups..I want you to be surprised.”

“Fine. I trust that you won’t disappoint me.”

And just like that, he vanished into a puff of smoke, leaving you alone with your half-burnt drawing and more knowledge of what really went on inside his mind.

Today, you found good in him. And that made you smile.

[speckle-meow-meow]

If you still have your request open do you think you can write a yandere chef Saltbaker x reader headcannons. If you can thank you and have a good day/ night!!🥰 and keep up the good work I really love all your fics!❤️

Of course babes my requests are always open unless I say so ❤

⚠ : yandere themes, mentions of slipping stuff in food, reader having chains on their ankles, kidnapping, violence, reader going on a hunger strike, Stockholm Syndrome

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Yandere Chef Saltbaker

Oh boy...

This man is so good at acting

(Literally in the game everyone new he was the bad guy..)

You wouldn't know he's a yandere like at all until you find something or decide to break up with him etc

He's kinda overbearing but it's cause he loves you! ~

You would be so taken care of like holy shit

He does all the cooking

But if you already caught on to his.... TENDENCIES.

He might slip something in your food...

During the event with chalice and the cups they would probably try to rescue you

But fail because when Saltbaker sees them trying to take you away...

All hell is loose

He scares them so bad (and hurts them a bit)

To the point you have e to step in

If you manage to escape with the cups you will be followed

When you go shopping

In the corner of your eye you'll see him just watching you

Then when you least expect it he snatches you and brings you back "Home"

Every thing went so fast that you wake up in a dark room with something cold and heavy on your ankle

When ever he brings food down you don't eat in

In fear he slipped something

So you starve.

You start to get weak and before you know it every thing goes black (again)

Then you wake up in a normal bed with someone humming

You sit up rubbing the tired from your face

Then

HE

Comes in

With a tray of food and says

"You know dear you shouldn't have starved yourself! It's very dangerous. Your delicate body can't handle that!"

He sets the tray on your lap and leaves but not before taking another glance and smiling

You hear the door shut and click

You look down at the food and think 'Fuck it.'

So you eat

When he comes back your looking out the window

He takes the tray and leaves you to your silence

After weeks pass you start to open up a bit then

Stockholm Syndrome kicks in

Years pass and you have kids (if that's possible)

The end

{Dudes this is my first yandere request! Thank you anon for Requesting, hearts and re-blogs are welcomed along with comments and questions!}

[kirlias452]

Cuphead Delicious Last Course Spoiler

First time drawing Chef Saltbaker lol

Here’s Y/N getting pinned by Chef Saltbaker