#easyriches

[starry-eyed-blimp]

"I-I'm not scared!"

Afraid of Heights/Falling Starter Sentences! (Accepting, but selective!)

“Kid, yer shakin’ like a leaf. I may have been born at night, but it wasn’t last night. If ya ain’t scared, then you’re sick. So which is it?” Hilda huffed out with crossed arms. 

[plate-of-blins]

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Blin had a great day, walking around, enjoying her life. So, the usual day.

Alas, soon Blinchik suddenly got hit by realization that walking under the trees and not looking up was a bad idea. Well, she actually got hit by something falling onto her and the realization came with the pain.

When she opened her eyes, however, she found herself lying on someone. She looked down. And before she could ask anything she sat in surprise. She was sitting on herself!

“What happened?!” She loudly said with familiar but not her voice.

Blinchik did not feel like herself. She touched her head. It was… a cup?! Wait, she felt gloves as well. It was not her hands. It was not her head. It was not her body! She had never worn red shorts!

Wait. Sweet honey ice tea. It could not be.

[volatilepetals-blog]

Closed starter for easyriches

@easyriches

Post-game events.

Things had returned to some type of normal, after the contracts had been burned.  That was two months ago now, the stress and fear had dissipated mostly, and the whole bunch of debtors were certainly wiser from the experience, Cagney included.  Though he wasn’t milder, nor any nicer, really, apart from being harmless.  But that isn’t where our story ends, isn’t it? After all, they all had loves to get along with, including the cups themselves, and it was not as though the boys had moved, they all still lived on the isles and came in contact with eachother often. Today was one of those days. It was a sunny day, for that matter, and Cagney had taken a trip to the forest in order to plant some budding seedlings, who sat sleepily in a basket, which he held in one arm, a watering can in the other, when he spotted Cuphead close to where he needed to plant a couple. “Kid. Been a while.” He stated as he placed the basket down, gently using a hand to move some soil aside in the ground. “What’re ya doin’ here? Ain’t causin’ trouble are ya?”

[instrumentsofcyanide-archive]

⛧ ˗ˏˋ @easyriches​ || ❤ . ˎˊ˗ ⛧

             ˗ˏˋ   ❛   WATCH   where   you   point   that   thing   !   ❜   ˎˊ˗

「 ✟ 」   ⋮   ＤＡＲＬＩＮＧ . ⋮  ━━   Such   was   the   cry   as   he   was   crouched   upon   the   GROUND;   gloved   hands   holding   his   horns   with   an   expression   of   SHOCK   upon   his   face.   It's   not   every   day   you   quite   literally   dodge   a   BULLET   !   And   this   little   devil   ?   He   had   evaded   quite   a   few   already.  

[fatalefrenzy-blog]

@easyriches​ liked for a starter !

          ❝ oh ! cups ! ❞ the mermaid would open an eye from her relaxing lounge near the pier. a flicker of a smile would dance across her face as she offered her hand for him to sit in while they talked. 

          ❝ been awhile ! what do i OWE the pleasure ? ❞

[thebrotherscupheadandmugman]

X with @easyriches

“Cuphead, I-I’m not gonna just leave you!! I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you!” Mugman saw the creature coming, and fired off his Peashooter, but the blue bullets didn’t seem to phase the demon at all! Mugs jumped out of the way, holding a charge as he contemplated some sort of strategy- anything they could do to get out of this alive. Of course, his own mind was already turning back to what he dreaded to use again. The third Super Chalice gave them. The last, and only time he’d ever used that was utterly horrifying, but things were looking grim, and he’d much rather use it himself again, rather than Cuphead having to go through it himself. He at least knew what to expect. But that was the last thing he wanted to do, and he didn’t quite have enough for a full Super just yet anyway. A few Ex Moves, yes, but not a Super... “Look, I love you too much to leave anything up to chance, I’m not going to just abandon you like this! Even if we are only in this situation cuz of you.” He mumbled that last part, mostly because now was not the time to be tossing blame even if it was true. He didn’t particularly care how badly cracked he was, or how much pain he was in right now. His priority was keeping his little brother and himself alive. As Mugman landed on the ground, the cracks down his chest throbbed in pain, and whatever yelps that tried to force their way out were suppressed, but still there. 

Mugman thought hard, assessing the situation before a very vague, very rushed idea came to him.  “Do you have enough for an Ex Move?” He asked, looking in Cuphead’s direction for a brief moment, before he looked back and released his charge shot at the monster attacking them. 

[thebrotherscupheadandmugman]

((From X))

“Y-you’re the cup here.” Mugman mumbled, shifting nervously in place. “I-I really don’t know, Cuphead...Wh-what if something goes wrong? Elder Kettle always warned us about these toys...” He gently tugged at his straw for a moment before subconsciously pulling it down to his mouth to chew. “I godda bah feelin’...”

[a-threatenin-zeppelin-blog]

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65.“It’s been awhile…”

The words leave Hilda’s mouth after an awkward silence when she ran into Cuphead in the casino. God knows why he’s here, but Hilda doesn’t care. It’s just strange seeing the cup in these circumstances after a long time of not seeing him.“…Aren’t you too young to be at the casino anyway?”