4 Works by CutieKale
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Infuriating (is the water in his eyes) by CutieKale
Fandoms: Minecraft Diaries - Aphmau (Web Series), MyStreet - Aphmau (Web Series)
08 Aug 2026
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So infuriating was his effortless love that he just gave and gave and gave, and even more infuriating were his eyes, the way he looked at you whenever he returned home. So infuriating was the fact that he forced you to savor when all you wanted to do was take and take and take, greedy but even greedier still for he was always gone and back and gone again
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(or... the cycle of loving something that was never there)
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 389
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 3
- Hits:
- 30
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The Eads Bridge Case (of beautiful, radioactive things) by CutieKale
Fandoms: Lackadaisy (Webcomic)
07 Aug 2026
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For a second he seemed distracted by your actions as you processed his deeper reflection of your face, or your soul, “A cosmic guardian of gardens near and far. Flowing meadows of green and gold left behind once a year. Only equipped with the sweetest siren song, pulled to the mortal world and entrusted with the entrapment of millions of stranded souls' sight.”
This close up, you could see the sheer blue of his eyes and the flecks of gold deep beneath them. Or maybe you were imagining it, he looked fascinating either way. And you could not look away.
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(or... syrupy mystery editions shared midmorning. stolen, whispered words adored at midnight. gold colored connections cherished at dawn)
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Sometimes, they’d rest together in the quiet between the setting sun and rising moon. Sometimes they were silent, words hanging in the crisp rainforest air, sometimes they were loud, expressive like the pelting raindrops above the canopy. They could be laughing or crying, but he was happy either way. As long as it was her.
The phenomenon of death playing any role near the ruler of things that thrived and grew. She was so alive. So alive. A target, survivor, and a heartbeat he almost wanted to tear away and cradle, simply for the sheer proof of the beauty of her lively existence. No. He dragged his mind back from the edges where love kissed hate. She was just full of life. That’s how normal dragons phrased it.
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(Or... Deathbringer and the varying shades of pink in his life)
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The royal gardens were practically silent.
Everything was quiet, from the mute trickling of the usually peaceful river that intersected the large park, to the hushed, bright blue-and-orange tropical birds that flitted nervously in the shaded tree canopy overhead. In the mid-day humidity, it felt as if everything was holding its breath, waiting for Queen Glory’s final verdict.
“This papaya is disgusting.”
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(Or... Deathbringer finds a new nickname and Glory's scales are staying pink)