⢠The Cuphead Showâs 3-year anniversary special!
WARNINGS: references to PDA, kissing, undressing, both public and private, sub/dom dynamics, and quite a bit of profanity. very fluffy for the most part!
CHARACTER: Mister KING DICE (Cuphead / The Cuphead Show!)
AUTHORâS NOTE: hey! so apparently âThe Cuphead Show!â had its 3-year anniversary a few days ago, and I had completely forgotten about how obsessed I was with DiceâŚ.so, here you go! Just a list of headcannons and little imagines Iâve thought up for him in honor of his cartoon remake!
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-> King Dice has a perfectly controlled personaâheâs always the composed, confident showman. But you? You get moments no one else does.
-> Sometimes, you do something so small, so effortlessâlike touching one of his pips with a lazy stroke of your fingers, or brushing your hip against his own when dealing a set of cards at one of the poker tables.
⢠The first time it happens, he literally forgets how to breathe for a second. He stares, mouth agape, eyes silently narrowing at you in warning.
-> Then, when heâs pissed off at himself for losing composure, he groans and mutters curses under his breath.
âGodâholy fucking shit, sugar, you canât justâfuck.â
-> He hardly ever calls you by your name in public. You wear a name tag when youâre working, so why not make it known that youâre his anyways?
âHow you holdinâ up with Table 4, sweet cheeks? Need me to talk âem into throwinâ in some more money?â
âI swear to Lucifer himself, babydoll- iâd never get through a shift without getting a good look at you in that uniform.â
-> He makes everything sound like a flirtation, even when heâs just talking to you normally. But then there are those raw moments, where his voice drops an octave, the teasing slips, and itâs just him:
âYouâgoddamn, babydollâ you sure youâre not bewitchinâ me? feels like mâ hypnotized with you or somthin.â
-> King Dice revels in controlâhe loves taking his time, drawing out every little sound from you. Itâs the one form of control he has over your spontaneous personalityâ and he wouldnât have it any other way.
-> But sometimes, you do something so unexpected, it ruins him.
⢠Maybe itâs the way you look at himâhalf-lidded, dazed, drunk on himâand suddenly heâs the one gasping for air.
⢠Maybe you whisper something backââhurry up before somebody walks in, handsome,â âand he has to physically stop himself from losing it.
⢠Maybe your hands are gripping at his suspenders, and heâs too far gone to be âsuaveâ about it.
⢠Thatâs when the line between âprofessionalâ and âunprofessionalâ get blurry.
âFucking hellâjust do your thing, angel. I got nowhere to be.â
âOhh, you are killing me, babygirlââ
âYouâfuckâyou got no idea what you do to me.â
-> And sometimes? Sometimes he just groans and pins you to the nearest surface like he physically cannot go another second without feeling you.
-> The King doesnât just strip youâhe makes it a performance.
⢠He unbuttons your shirt one button at a time, pausing to drag his fingers over every newly exposed inch.
⢠You get impatient and try to help? His hands gently stop yours.
âAh, ah, babydoll. Let me enjoy my view.â
-> When you strip him?
⢠He leans back, smirking, watching you with predatory interest.
-> But the moment your hands skim down his chest? He lets out a deep, shuddering exhale.
âYou got no clue what youâre startinâ, sugar.â
-> He loves toying with you when he kisses you.
⢠He lingers just before your lips touch, watching you squirm.
⢠He pulls away way too soon, smirking when you chase after him.
âThat desperate for me already, huh?â
-> But when heâs serious?
⢠His lips meet yours, one hand tangling in your hair, the other holding you like heâs never letting go.
-> Theyâll get messy when heâs too into itâlow, hungry murmurs against your mouth.
âYou better get that pretty lipstick âuh yours all over me.â
âGoddamn, baby, you taste too good.â
-> In public, heâs still the smooth-talking performer.
⢠A hand on your hip, a âprofessionalâ smirk, stolen kisses between conversations.
-> But when you catch him staring at youâreally staringâhis expression flickers. For a split second, he forgets the act.
âDamn, doll face⌠what am I gonna do with you?â
-> In private, though? The real King comes out.
⢠He melts into you, sighing like youâre the only safe place in the world.
⢠He presses kisses against your forehead, your cheek, your shoulderâanywhere he can reach.
-> And sometimes, after a long night, he mumbles sleepy confessions against your skin.
âAinât never let anyone in like this, baby.â
âYou got me real bad, you know that? Whipped.â
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