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“These cupcakes are the bomb, yo!” said Jesse Pinkman from Breaking Bad.
“Thanks!” said Pinkie Pie. She took a bite of the cupcake in her hoof. “I found a new secret ingredient, and it changed eeeverythiiing.” She dragged out the final word, leaning in close and staring into Jesse’s eyes.
“What is it?” Jesse asked, his mouth full of another bite.
“Me! Deep in the Everfree Forest, if you know what that is, there’s a mirror pool that my Nana Pinkie taught me about, and it let me copy myself, which sounded great for a not disappointing my friends, but that didn’t go well, and I had to stare at paint, but anyway Fluttershy told me about some of the roleplay her and Discord get up to, and that got me thinking, what would…”
Jesse stopped listening as her rambling continued. He was starting to feel sick. Swallowing his current mouthful, he dropped his half-eaten cupcake back into the baking tray.
Pinkie giggled, not looking offended in the slightest. “Okay!” she remarked, like someone who just received an extra piece of cake that wasn’t covered in human spit.
Jesse was much less content. He felt an ache in his stomach. Then he felt it in his chest. And his arms. Everything felt wrong.
“Badger was right about horse meat, man.”

Pinkie finally noticed Jesse’s distress. “Is something wrong?” she asked, unsure what to do.
Jesse didn’t answer. He was clearly in too much pain. He fell forward on his hands and knees. His arms snapped in the wrong direction. His fingers and legs started to grow shorter and shorter, his socks disappearing into the legs of his pants. His moaning turned to screaming as a protrusion formed on his forehead and beige hair began rapidly growing on his entire body.
Pinkie, hyperventilating, remembered her friend needed help and shook her head to snap out of it. It produced a cartoon spring sound effect. “I’m getting Twilight!” she said, dashing out of the house. However, as she looked into her house for the final time before closing the door, she noticed that Jesse’s protrusion had stopped growing. It looked hard and slightly lustrous. She knew what was happening now. She still hurried to Twilight’s castle as fast as she could, but her fear was mostly gone.

Jesse could hear himself think again. Was it over? He feebly stood up. He felt like a completely different person.
Pinkie Pie and Twilight Sparkle burst through the door. Twilight was panicking: “What’s happening? Does it hurt? Are you okay? Can I help you be okay?”
Jesse didn’t respond to any of her questions. He picked up his hand and looked at it. It was no longer a hand. He used it to feel himself all over.
“Oh, right on! Am I a unicorn now?” He kicked off his oversized pants and pulled off his socks, but the rest fit good enough for now.
Twilight shut her agape mouth. “This is incredible!” Twilight exclaimed. “I didn’t know humans could do this!”
Pinkie, meanwhile, was staring at his ass.
It didn’t take her long to speak her mind. “You don’t have a cutie mark! This is so exciting! It could be anything!”
“I hope it’s a fork or something. I’m so hungry I could eat a…” Jesse hesitated. “A cupcake with horse in it.”
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I just wrote a Pierce Hawthorne/Jeff the killer fic! Feel free to check it out :D
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33172351/chapters/82356688
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