Cupcakes Mlp Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Prologue: The cousins: “Oh shit yall back! We thought yall got tired of the foolishness we got going on, because we sure as shit, done got tired of the bullshit ourselves. We thought yall was gonna be quick about it, but it’s been a minute. So anyway Even though yall been gone long, I might as well tell you now, we still haven't had a chance to enjoy shit; not a damn thing. Do you know why? I can tell you why, it's because for some fucking reason supernatural motha fuckas are always mad about something. I mean they don't like nobody, all they want to do is kill folks, kidnap you, impregnate, or try an force you to be with them. Did I miss one? It don't matter you get where this is going. Now

" lexxxuuuussss" "You're annoying you know?" He finally opened the door trying to hide his smile. "It's my hidden talent now come on favorite, vamp lets bake cupcakes" i said tugging at his sleeves. "Fine just because you called me your favorite" he smiled and i skipped down the stairs and he laughed at my delight. What can i say, i love cupcakes. He brought out all the things and we began to bake while listening to some songs. Let me just say this vampires have the worst taste in music because i swear i could hear my ancestors calling out my name at the songs Lexus chose.

And for Gilda, I'll just buy her later. I eyed the man and he mouthed 'what' while raising one brow on me. "Here!" I pushed the paper bag to him. He gave me a puzzled look. "These are my take outs from Divine Dine, there are two chocolate brownies and a muffin inside. Eat them. It's not good to stay hungry. You'll die" he was still eyeing me suspiciously, then said "You're creepy". My eyes widened. "Me? Not you?" between the two of us, the creepy one is definitely him.

The monster releases her with a jerk. There was purgatory cry from him which sounded like an evil's discord. "I began to smell my own filth. Worms began to eat my flesh. I felt disgusted of my existence." A hard slap felt on Amara's cheek but there was nobody found. The girl who she had seen earlier disappeared. Suddenly everything went normal in the room. There was no milk seen on the floor. The room was clean and tidy. Though it was only for a moment Amara breathed a sigh of relief. She heard a knock at the door and the same girl from earlier walked in. Amara was sitting on her bed quivering with terror. She gripped the bedsheet tight in her fists. "Wha what is your name?"

Just then an owl's hoot came to her ear, but right after, she heard a girl scream from that forest, so Elsa tried to focus on her hearing, but that scream became faint. “Have I heard wrong? I thought someone had just screamed, and it was loud, or did I hallucinate just? Sigh! I think, my brain will collapse due to my overthinking.” Elsa gulped down the glass of lukewarm milk in one go. “UMM! Why does this milk taste better today? Now it's time to go to bed.” Elsa closed the window tightly and went to bed. *********** Somewhere far that screaming girl was now begging mercy for her life, “Gramson, I used to like a screaming woman, because it made me more excited, but today I find it very irrit

Brie argued. Vivian held up a spoon. “I literally had to scrape icing off the wall. That should count as two extra trays.” “Ten it is,” I said with a tired laugh. It felt good—this messy, stupid chaos. The kind that didn’t hurt. The kind that made you forget everything else for a while. Luna had finally given up and curled beneath the table like a defeated war general. A cupcake sat balanced between her paws, untouched. “I don’t want to eat any of them,” Brie said, looking over the spread. “They’re too pretty. I feel like I’d be destroying art.”

I turned around to find the source of the voice The guy who was standing there was smirking at me he had pale skin beautiful ice-blue eyes and jet-black hair with beautiful lips "Who are you?" He smirked in my direction "common cupcake why don't we take a walk I'll tell you everything you wanna know " "Who are you?" I asked again He started walking towards me I started stepping back He is extremely good looking but he is a creeper "common cupcake come with me," he said in a melodious voice with glowing eyes What the! Is he trying to hypnotize me? That's when I heard a howl in the distance "guess we have an unwanted guest," the creeper said sadly

mold me into a ******* fold me like a two dollar beach chair the wrong way tear me to bits unwind my intestine eat me like a blood ******* ghoul make me squirm like an anime victim i thought oh finally a soul mate with soul strange as a Dionysian mad hatter on hallucinogenics hot girl creeping grimacing at me meandering conjurations by ****** contortions stunning impersonations of a Fellini impaling shes a famous artist keeps broodish bowels and blood tampons in stainless vitrines spot lighted ready for her debut at the Museum of Modern Art she blows torrents of snot like **** her beautiful desperate tongue searching the upper lip a salty runny viscoses snack oozy finding it finally with her

she pleaded using her puppy eyes. I shook my head for who knows how many times already. "How is Gill?" I changed the subject. It kind of worked because she answered me anyway. "She's been vomiting these past few days. It's kind of funny because a few days ago, I made her try the meat cupcakes I baked." "Meat cupcakes?" I grimaced. She nodded her head proudly. I don't know, but that sounds so wrong. What the hell is that supposed to taste like? Grinded meat?

Although, cupcake is literally the cutest food, I find the most favourite. "I see you're enjoying your order..." Speaks Hillary, making me remember that I'm not alone here. Jeez! I almost forgot...the work of cupcake to my brain. It's like an addictive drug for me. Hehe; laughs my subconscious. "Yeah, I really am. Cupcake is my favourite." "I see. By the way, I haven't been thankful of your help towards my writing on Wednesday; I should have been." He clears his throat, "thanks, Ana, for the help." I smile a cheeky smile.