Whatever Tf I want x cuphead

Monster!Bendy x Depressed!Cuphead

This one was requested by ActuallySatan_ for yet another monster bendy x  cup, I'm sorry I haven't been able to get to this as soon as I would have liked but life hit me hard in the gut and to be frank, I've had little to no motivation to start writing or much less create something. But here it is, the world needed some more of it so I decided to put some in because it was criminally unhanded. Basically the monster bendy is another being entirely different from bendy himself and cup is in love with that side, because he is nicer and actually seemed to pay attention to him.

???s pov

There was a man. A very tall, lean, quite man.... Black as the darkness that shrouded the corners of an empty room. He used to be short, he used to be sickly and worrisome. But this thing... It was as if it had completely changed him, bendy wasn't the bendy I knew. And... If I had to say it this bendy was actually a little nicer to me. He was- as you could say- "patient and understanding" about things just a tad more. Latley, I've been finding it hard to stay up, eat, sleep, stop eating, drink, talk, stop talking- it felt like no matter what I did it was either to much or too little, love me I could never please my brother, never please those friends I had made, the ex's, abusive partners, sadistic fuck buddies, horrible bosses and co-workers, hell I don't even think bendy himself likes me. He didn't seem to care about me.But I liked him...

No.... Not bendy.., I liked the monster more than a friend...

And it hurt...so....damn.....much.

I can't breath. And I can't speak. All I ever herd were insults. All I ever got was a nasty side eye or cold shoulder. I watched the blood drip from my mouth as I let out an empty scream of pain, little rose petals falling, the thorny rose bushes inside scraping at my throat and lungs, tightening and suffocating me! I felt like like I was being crushed by the pressure, I felt like I was about to be ripped apart any second now- I could see the vines moving through my skin-! Through my veins, making me bleed elsewhere.

I can fix this......I can't fix this.... "Why didn't you do that? Your so cowardly." ... "Why did you do that? Idiot!" ... "What's wrong with you? Can't you do anything right?" ..." Just once? You can't even take care of your self what makes you think I want you watching Boris?!"

God... It was like I was being smashed against a brick wall, my glass head cracking but never breaking. I just wanted it to fucking end.

Day 1. Solitude and eggs

Monster bendy's pov:
Being trapped here in this body is boring, to say the least. I latch myself into a dying soul to take over and this is how it ends for this poor sucker? Even I feel bad- in a way it's also pathetic! It's kind of like cheating, I didn't torture him or do any of the work- instead I just wait for him to die because of this stupid inkness or something, whatever it's called. But- I guess it does have some perks. That "cupling" with that red striped straw is funny to watch, he's scared of me, and I think it's the only real fun I ever get, getting to watch him scream or brace just because I'm big, scary, and make threats to him. Although I do say, he is actually.... Rather curvy. Gets flustered easier than others and doesn't talk much besides fork the occasional sassy or douchy clapbacks he makes at bendy. Almost as if he just doesn't have it in him to engage in a conversation, he's always sleeping in, puffy red eyes, tired looking, unkept hair, trying to make excuses not to go out with the group- which honestly who'd blame him these guys aren't exactly party ranglers- but with that aside he's actually a really nice guy. He was kind. Smart, in fact extremely smart.

I remember once... I had came out after bendy and him were arguing, cup was crying and under his blankets. I had uncovered him and boy... Were his eyes making waterfalls.... I felt bad, bendy had basically told cup he was useless and a horrible friend and that he should, as he so kindly placed it, "just disappear". I watched cup look up at me, realizing I wasn't the short bendy he backed up and tried to silence his tears, in fact almost backing himself off his bed! The fear of his abandonment in his eyes, it was overwhelming. I get it... He was afraid of being alone. To be left behind. I had sat next to him pulling him closer to the center of his bed so he didn't fall off. He seemed shocked I would do such a thing. She seemed flustered that I sat there and rubbed his back to calm him. Maybe this was just something he's never really experienced.. to be comforted. To be... Safe.

From that night on it was me noticing that Cuphead was actually really anxious. He had endured hell millions of times, and no one seemed to care or notice. He had been hurt to the point the doctor said he was unable to understand a basic emotion. He had been raped before, he had been abused by his dad, in fact most of the times it was his dad doing the raping, apparently he found something out about the poor dude and decided to go ham. But still, cup emptyly smiled and tried to put on a fake show of happiness and stupidity in fear that if he didn't, people would toss him. I knew this, because he opened up to me that night. I had given him a comfort and sense of security, and I had asked, "why don't you just leave if they hurt you so bad?"

"..... because I'm afraid of being left again, being thrown away like an old toy when people get bored of me."

It hit me. It really did. And if I do say so myself.... I couldn't even begin to understand his pain. But yet bendy never let up on him.

This morning, it was eggs bacon and pancakes. Typical breakfast, big deal. Watching through bendys shadow I noticed cup was up and early, he looked restless, like he didn't get a wink of sleep. I caught on that he wore makeup to cover his eye bags but today he didn't, he sort of dragged himself out and sat down on the couch trying to catch a few winks of rest before bendy would start nagging at him again- but to absolutely no avail.

Bendy had to come over and he just had to make it harder for the cupped man. Cuphead just took it this time, no arguments, no facial expressions, just yes and no nods and "mhm" "uh-huh" "yessir" "no sir"...Damn. It was like watching an intalian fat man torment a starving kitten. Eventually Boris came over and got bendy, telling him off and pulling him by the horns. Boris was growing up, that's for sure. He even had a neck fluff growing in, bigger canines, more of a sharper face and masculine body as opposed to the kiddie beanpole he used to be, and I knew bendy wasn't ready to let go of him yet. But Boris is now 15, he's a teen now, bendy should let up on his freedoms.

In retrospect I guess you could say bendys quite the bitch, huh? Yeh. Felix comes and goes and rarely ever stays long enough, mugmans always out and about, he seemed happy and healthy but I know deep down he's also very stressed and serious. Just.... In a different way. Shit even he could be a bitch for all I know. But, I'm more focused on his brother, I liked him. He was very pretty for a man too, a nice light shimmery pink blush, deeply hued red eyes, in his skin it seemed like glitter was trapped, he even had a pinkish rose bush as his birthmark. He doesn't know I knew that, so don't tell him! What I find funny about it is the fact that is starts at his ass, which is fine and plump. He just chooses to hide all of those extremities with his trench coat, that I could respect, a curvy and feminine man often gets hurt in our world, harassed and such. I want to tell him how I feel, he is so full of personality, he is quite loving, he likes to craft, read, paint, or just rest himself. I believe he is a witch, as he also carries biles, candles and a bunch of herbs and raw crystals for spells. And he has a lot of basil protection spells on his window sill, I guess he has spirit issues. Maybe I shall tell him tonight.

Nine hours later

(Jokes on you lol I'm having issues updating my shit and revision history is being a whore. So I'll come back to this while you get a cliff hanger, don't worry it'll be soon but I ran out of writing juice in the time being to come up with a confession arc. And hopefully include a smut or just a fluff, anyways BRB apparently)