Romans & histoires Cupcakes Fanfic Mlp

At that moment, I felt the necessity to break away from the kiss and scrutinise her closely. "Why did you stop?" she questioned, her words accompanied by heavy breaths. It left me puzzled and heightened the curiosity bubbling within me. "Are you okay, Cupcake? You keep acting strange, as if something is bothering you! Are you okay?" I asked twice, repeating the question to ensure clarity and express my genuine concern. "I... I am fine, Muffin! Just kiss me!" she insisted, placing her hand on my shoulders, preparing for another kiss. However, her grip suddenly tightened, and it felt as though she was attempting to rip my shoulders from their sockets.

It’s no other person than the world’s savior and martyr—the woman who dissolved the decades old association that was meant to destroy the world—Mellow Lupin. There was a time when I was overly obsessed with aunt Mellow. I went through some processes of becoming her. And one of these processes had to do with associating myself with the kind of person she associated with. Due to that, I scrutinized every single person the internet published as her friends; Oasis, Christopher, Yesli Toorsman, uncle Zachili, even Dad. I grew too familiar with the character of Christopher Su Pointe even though he was dead. Sadly, I couldn’t find anyone similar to him, until I met Blank.

"Delicious. Absolutely sinful." "I know. It's the best cake on earth." "I meant you, baby." He smiles while unwrapping the miniature cupcake and leaving the wrapper on the plate beside him on the bed. "This is actually more torture for me than I expected." Before I can protest, the frosting of the cupcake is wiped off against my left nipple. I squeal and my body jerks, getting closer to his. Vincent drops the small vanilla cupcake in my mouth and then bends at his waist licking the frosting from my pebbled nipple.

MILA'S POV "Are you actually trying to murder me?" Spencer, my desk neighbor and work rival stares at the box on his desk as if it contains live rattlesnakes. Which it really doesn't. I look down at my handiwork. Eight beautiful lilac cupcakes sit in two neat rows. The frosting is swirled just right, each one topped with a tiny edible flower I found at the fancy baking supply store in Cambridge.

“They’re perfect. Just like you.” “I’m glad you like them. I burned the first batch.” I grab the tray while Anya makes coffee, and before I set the cupcakes down on the coffee table, I pop another one into my mouth. I look at my mother. “I missed your honey cake with pineapple.” “I’ll make one as soon as I’ve unpacked.” Anya comes into the living room and places the tray down beside the cupcakes. “Help yourselves. I didn’t add sugar and cream.” Mama pats the cushion beside her. “Come sit.”

It was so bad that the entertainment news website published an article, with the photo of Theo and Brit coming out from Landmark hotel, one of the Livingston’s franchise. When I think about it, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. After the cupcakes had cooled off, I finished it off with strawberry flavored frosting and sprinkles. It looked great if I do say so myself. I arranged the cupcakes in a box, scribbled a note and attached it to the box before taking it to Julia’s room. I paused in front of Julia’s door when I heard raised voices coming from her room. I furrowed my eyebrow in surprise. Who could that be? I wondered as I pushed the door without bothering to knock.

I hum softly to myself, the rhythm of my mixing spoon creating a melody that dances through the air. I’m baking cupcakes as I promised Evangeline, a delightful burst of color and flavor that feels like a small celebration for our little family. With each stir, I can almost imagine the smiles on the faces of those who will devour them. I have of course made sure that they are safe for LZ.

Daniela’s eyes started to shine when she saw that Levy was willing to talk with her even after finding out that she was here for a mating match with her mate! Levy turned to look at the three women before she raised her hand and then snapped her fingers causing a set of another cupcake with strawberry butter frosting to appear out of thin air as she turned to hand it to Daniela and handing it to her. “ Here, I heard that you wanted this. Was it the last one? I hope you will like it without feeling guilty about enjoying this cupcake alone.” “ Thank you so much, Levy!” Daniela thanked her with a smile on her face as she took the cupcakes from Levy. At the same time, she couldn’t help but look