#hpau

I'm sorry everyone. I just wanted to make this AU as a fun idea, but I rushed it, and I don't even know what the plot is, how I want this to go or the ending.

I might answer the few asks in the askbox even though it's on hiatus, but I need a break to figure this out and focus on other things.

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In a magical Island called Inkwell Isles, there were two cup brothers, Cuphead and Mugman. They were adventurous, excited, impulsive, and, energetic. Together, they lived in an orphanage. The number one rule? No fun of any kind.

This caused them to be punished for it. One day.. they had enough. They ran away and wandered into the wrong side of the tracks, ending up in The Devil's Casino.

They won a lot of games, gaining the attention of the Casino Manager, King Dice, and the Owner, The Devil himself.

"Win one more game, and all the loot in my casino, but if you lose, your souls are mine. Deal?"

Cuphead took the deal and rolled the Dice.

S N A K E E Y E S

They lost. They fell on their knees and begged and pleaded for their souls not to be taken.

King Dice felt pity for them. Such a young age for them to lose their own soul, it reminded him of someone. Believe it or not, but so did The Devil. He felt bad because he could look into their souls, and what he saw..

Since The Devil and King Dice pitied them, so they took the boys under their wing. But it came at a cost. Being in hell for too long with their soul still with them had done something. It turned them to... Demons.

But that doesn't change anything, they're still a family.

Even if the two young boys are gone. Nevertheless, the boys are now...

Hell's Princes...

Asks are now open...

Hell's Princes AU

An AU where Cuphead and Mugman are The Devil and King Dice's sons. Being the son of the King of Hell, they are now crowned as the Princes of Hell.

Did the most evil couple in the world just become parents? How did this family come to be? What do the Isles think about this?

Why not ask this Hellish Family yourself?

NOTE

This has Devildice, but no Cupcest in here.

Based on the Bad Ending of "Cuphead: Don't Deal With The Devil" but changed the lore to fit the AU and has characters from "The Cuphead Show".

You can ask in the ask box here or the comments on the Ao3 version .

Pls remember, I may take a while to answer asks.

Everyone in the Inkwell Isles and Hell is open for asks.

And if ever you make fanart, tag @hells-princes-au or @just-a-nobody7553 !! I really wanna see it^^

Creator: @just-a-nobody7553

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Anyways..

Welcome, To Hell's Princes AU...

Harry Potter was the hottest rookie on the circuit, he was the golden boy, reckless, arrogant, fast.

He was speed, as he himself would put it.

The media loved him. He was drama. He was confidence. He was performative.

Gold-painted streaks across his NASCAR sports car matched not only the flash of his arrogant, sharp, a little too pretty for a man’s grin, but the adorned scar in his forehead. Fans screamed his name like a chant. He ate it all up like it was fuel.

He knows from the start he’s gonna win. So he  But his ego? His ego is just so much like his dad’s, some would say. His ego, because of course it had to be caused by something other than his hands, shot a chaotic blow at the qualifiers. 

His ego had told him he was there to eat everyone up.

He might’ve given himself too much credit.

A blown tire. A blown temper. A blown race. And one, pay attention, only one single spinout during the qualifiers, and suddenly Harry Potter, the prodigy golden boy was a PR nightmare with too much news hungry press and not enough humility. His manager  sent him away to “cool off” and to “get his mind in the right track, kid,” which really just meant: disappear until people forget you almost killed three drivers on one curve because you refused to change a tire.

So there he was, driving alongside his team because he refused to even drive in the same truck as his manager. He had even threatened his team to come out to Rita Skeeter and lie about whatever issue his sponsors might be facing unless they gave him his car back.

So instead of laying low, he forces his team to give him his car back and, of course, he gets lost. He made a wrong turn once or twice, but he is definitely not back in his city, instead, he is in the middle of nowhere.

In the middle of a dusty desert and, closer than he had expected, a giant billboard that said “Hog Springs” with tiny little letters that said “come see our warts!” Harry, without care, speed in through, ignoring most if not all speed signaling, finding an empty parking lot where he was able to do one too few donuts to release pent up frustration. He slept in his car that night.

When he woke up though, he finally managed to see the little town. A town with broken roads that were definitely not caused by him, many old men with tired eyes who look at him with anger instead of exhaustion, 

and him.