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[thecroissantwriter]

Salutations!

Greetings, Internet! This is a writing side blog for @croissantlover24. Here, you’ll find all of my drabbles, fics, and writing requests in one place.

Speaking of writing requests… they are open! The only things I won’t write are ships, really heavy fluff (kissing), anything NSFW, and anything involving the Security Breach Shows (the Sun and Moon Show, the Eclipse and Puppet Show, etc.)

I hope you enjoy reading! :D

Tag Explanations:

#not-a-drabble — any asks or posts I make that aren’t a drabble

#dca-story — any DCA fanfictions or drabbles I make

#pastry-miscellaneous — miscellaneous posts or reblogs of other writing drabbles/advice

New Tags As of 12/9/24:

#pastry-drabble - any drabbles, simple paragraphs, or short one-shots

#pastry-oneshot - any story with only one chapter; longer than a drabble

#pastry-fanfiction - any full fanfiction

My AO3:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[thecroissantwriter]

Chapter 13 of Learning to Love Everything You Hate

King in Yellow

“His excitement made you feel rotten inside. Like a sugar so sweet it melts all your teeth. A light so bright it burns your skin off. He was precisely as you had remembered him to be. 

“The roads were ablaze with activity. Store doors became wide, gaping maws beckoning people inside to look over vintage wares and formal clothing. Windows, usually tightly closed, were open to welcome the universe itself within, and butterflies flew from windowsill to windowsill. Plants billowed out from chimneys and roofs, vases and pots. Pretty flowers of bright pinks and purples blossomed into colorful, swirling eyes all pointed toward the sun. It was a scene taken straight from a painting. 

“You’d forgotten how beautiful your homeland was. For quite some time, the harsh, unforgiving snow was what you had gotten used to. You knew better than to gawk, though. 

“Sun kept talking. He was clearly ecstatic to see Moon again. They were so close.

“The sight left you empty. 

“Never before did you miss May more.”

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A Fight with Fire Above the Sea

Learning to Love Everything You Hate: Chapter 12

“‘You can’t even say it with a straight face.’ His voice took on that of a whine. You blinked. No king ever spoke like that. ‘Sun did not warn me I would be paraded around like this.’

“‘My apologies,’ you murmured. ‘I did not mean to upset you.’

“‘You didn’t,’ he promised you. ‘I just…’

“Silence settled. You listened to the wind instead, watched it swirl round and round like a dancer in motion. The sun in the sky beamed beneath the clouds; the rain had finally begun to part. A deluge gave way for insufferable humidity, made thick by the heat as it clung to your clothes. 

“You could see now the coast hugging the horizon. Never did you think the sight of grass would have you so nostalgic. You’d gotten so used to snow that you'd forgotten what the sensation of pure greenery beneath your feet felt like. 

“The trip was going smoothly. Too smoothly. You knew better than to let your muscles relax, your shoulders droop. Something was coming—you could taste it in the air. But what…?”

[thecroissantwriter]

Gold Weathered by Rain

Learning to Love Everything You Hate

“Like a moth to a flame, Moon had been drawn by the buzz of chatter in the dark, and he’d welcomed himself into it. 

“Foolish. Foolish, foolish, foolish. He’d gotten too comfortable with you around. He’d forgotten, for a brief, groggy moment in the dead of night, that he was not invincible to the sharp sting of harsh words. 

“A monster. A lifeless machine. A glorified can of cheap alcohol, long since turned empty and abandoned above a wet sewer grate. He’d felt like such things before. He’d been called such things before, hundreds of times over. 

“And yet, the bite of truth within them still dug deep into his artificial skin, clogging his gears and reminding him of just how far away from human, from alive, he was.”

[croissantlover24]

Tumblr said I got an ask but there’s nothing in my inbox? Weird

[thecroissantwriter]

Chapter 10: Sea of Dreams and Your Sunken Ship

Learning to Love Everything You Hate

Word Count: 2,191

“‘You have the power to do this.’ Vanessa's voice was cold. It wasn’t the first time she’d visited you in your dreams, though usually it was under different circumstances. She’d have a task for you to complete or advice for you to heed. Now, she likely just reveled in the idea of watching you squirm, discomforting you. 

“You’d once thought yourself to be untouchable. You now know yourself to be easily swayed. 

“You didn’t look at her. You didn’t reply. Not even a tilt of your head, nor a sigh. You stood still, static, a soldier awaiting orders, a knight stationed beside an invisible king, blood coating your hidden hands. 

“‘You can erase it all. You can bring it all back. You’re more powerful than the lot of us dream to be,’ Vanessa continued, stalking closer, a viper easing its prey into submission. ‘And yet, you choose to do nothing. You abandon the power. We made you the strongest weapon in existence and you refused to fight. But, don’t forget, canary…’

“Her hand landed on your shoulder. She felt cold, you thought. Like a corpse still dragged around by its puppeteer. Suddenly, yearning filled you, urging you to turn around and smile, tell her it’ll be okay, that you’ll free her from this rabbit’s hands… but you know it's too late. She wants this. And if you weren’t careful, she’d make you want it again, too. 

“‘Knives only know how to cut.’” 

[thecroissantwriter]

New The Mage’s Apprentice Chapter This Week?

Yes

No

I’d rather another fic (say in comments please :))

Voting ended onJan 15

[thecroissantwriter]

The council has—! Oh a tie 😬

Maybe I’ll update Learning to Love Everything You Hate this weekend (hopefully by Monday) and then The Mage’s Apprentice next week

[rosefinchie]

how it all feels lately

[one-hundred-and-one-dca-aus]

Fanfic challenge.

I had this idea to get myself to write more of my pre existing WIPs. So I'm gonna need a mission...

A mission from you!

Bellow is a poll of all my DCA fanfics. FOR EVERY VOTE each fic gets, I WILL WRITE ONE CHAPTER of said Fic. (I'll calculate it by % of the vote number if you were wondering.) And I will do my best to accomplish this Mission.

Please check out said fics on My Fanfic Masterlist before voting. this vote will exclude 'Of Sunny days and Moonlit Nights' since it's already finished.

You have a week to pick the foreseeable future of my writings OwO

Which Fic Do you Pick?

Of Playful Days and Silent Nights

Another Great Day Of Saving The Sharks

No Pets Allowed! Well How About A Robot?

What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Bitter

Voting ended onJan 19

Choose wisely. But please don't Vote too hard I can only do so much TwT

[thecroissantwriter]

New The Mage’s Apprentice Chapter This Week?

Yes

No

I’d rather another fic (say in comments please :))

Voting ended onJan 15

[thecroissantwriter]

Learning to Love Everything You Hate

Chapter 9: I’m Sorry Isn’t Enough

“The train suddenly felt stifling, suffocating, sodden with your fears, swallowing up the tension with cruel metal fangs. It was getting difficult to breathe, and—had someone turned the heat on? You clawed at the collar of your shirt, sweat dripping down your face, aching to be anywhere but here, trying to divulge a secret with the one person who would kill you for it. 

“‘A-Apologies, I just…’ Your voice died out, squashed like the vile bug you were. ‘I…’

“You had to be vague. That was paramount. Moon would be furious for it, sure, but this was for your safety. The one thing you wouldn’t risk death for. You had just escaped a bullet through your chest. You really didn’t need another one.”

[jackgiggles]

I still think about the Portal AU (and the need to finish it-)

anyway, in-lore portraits/murals of the boys where we return to the ominous part of the portal series

[thecroissantwriter]

I should update The Third Player (of an etc. etc.) honestly. I really like how that fic was going

[thecroissantwriter]

Learning to Love Everything You Hate

Canary in a Coal Mine

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“You knew for yourself for quite some time what such an existence was like, killing everything in your path without an ability nor a yearning to stop. That was why, in many ways, you both pitied and envied the train. 

“Pitied it because you wondered if it, too, ran so fast and breathed so hard to escape a past that crawled through the undergrowth, stalking close behind. Envied it because if you hadn’t stopped, either, you’d probably be on the other side of the booth, holding another gun to Moon’s head just in case Vanessa’s were to fail. 

“When you gasped out her name, at the time, it sounded odd. Layered. Heavy with a weight unlike any you’d heaved before. You realized now, however, that you weren’t the only one who had said it. 

“Moon also knew Vanessa. From where, for what purpose, you didn’t know. You just hoped it wasn’t anything like yours.”

[thecroissantwriter]

Learning to Love Everything You Hate

Chapter 7: How to Kill Your King: a Step-by-Step Guide

“You’d long since forgotten it all, but they still maintained that sense of wonder about them. How kind it was, to be embraced by something familiar after almost dying to the thing you’d once been using to kill. 

“Moon sat across from someone who sat alone—it was the only seat that remained—and you slipped into place beside him. 

“The cloaked figure dropped their newspaper, then gasped and said your name. 

“You took a close gander at their skin, at her blonde hair and cruel eyes. 

“Oh no.

“‘Vanessa?’”

[thecroissantwriter]

Learning to Love Everything You Hate

Chapter Six: Poisonous Memories

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“His eyes narrowed, just slightly. ‘Are you o—‘

“The door opened and a servant walked in, placing the tray of tea between you. Moon thanked them, but they didn’t reply, simply returning to their duties. 

“‘Why don’t you have something to drink?’ he offered, pouring you a cup. ‘You look… pale.’

“You thanked him and took slow sips of the tea, letting it soothe your throat. It felt nice… until it didn’t.”

[thecroissantwriter]

Great Minds Think Alike

Chapter 3: A Dastardly Dream Indeed

“The fog thickened around you, noxious and asphyxiating, and though breathing became a Herculean task, you didn’t stop. Not until you were what you dubbed a safe distance away. 

“Then, you finally collapsed against the grass and turned around to see Moon pummeling your best friend into the ground, surrounded by her blood. 

“He looked up, a cruel smile on his face, and waved to you. You almost vomited in the bed of ferns right then and there…

“And then you woke up.”