Waste It On Me - Cronus Ampora/Reader by Absinthe-Fae, literature
Literature
Waste It On Me - Cronus Ampora/Reader
You say love is messed up
You say that it don't work
You had your fair share of relationships. Which meant you had your fair share of drama. Of lies and betrayal. Of not knowing what to do or who to blame. How could something be so sweet and fulfilling, but at the same time utterly destroy you in every single way?
He had been there. He had been your friend through it all. From the very first kiss with your very first love, to the last of your shed tears because your heart had been broken once more. He lost count of the number of times you opened up and trusted only for it to blow up in your face. Being cheated on, being betrayed, or them ju
I'm Not Okay [Cronus x Cannibalistic!Reader] by FictitiousNirvana, literature
Literature
I'm Not Okay [Cronus x Cannibalistic!Reader]
/You like D&D, Audrey Hepburn, Fangoria, Harry Houdini and croquet./
/You can't swim, you can't dance, and you don't know karate./
/Face it, you're never gonna make it./
/I don't wanna make it, I just wanna.../
Not once did anyone ever dare call you passive-aggressive, by any means. Though your blood color is, much like Kankri's, the result of a mutation, it didn't decide who you are. In almost complete alignment with your Ancestor, you consider yourself to be just a little bit closed off from the others. Though, you are not by any means antisocial - it just rubs off like that to people, so it seems. Apparently, everybody in all of Beforus s
Metamorphosis (Cronus x reader) part 1 by QueenOfTheWoods, literature
Literature
Metamorphosis (Cronus x reader) part 1
(A/N: forgive me if Cronus seems sort of ooc. I'm not used to using him in stories. Also, I'm probably going to make these stories two-parters)
Somewhere out on the coast, a house stood alone. It was a pleasant little thing, big enough for two people, painted in a soft purple hue.
On the horizon, over the lapping waves, the sun was setting, turning the sky rosy pink, bloody red, fiery orange and lavender, heralding the deep velvety blue that was to arrive soon. The gentle rising and falling of the waves glinted in the light, making the ocean have the slight illusion that fire was dancing over the water.
Two intense beams of light traced ov
Death-by-Chocolate Milkshake (Cronus x Reader) 2 by AngelinBlue123, journal
Death-by-Chocolate Milkshake (Cronus x Reader) 2
*(y/n)'s P.O.V.*
I walked up to the doors of my diner, grabbing the key to unlocking it. It's been almost a year since Cronus decided to stay, and we've gotten so close after a month that I offered him a job and a place to stay as well. He is now my personal jukebox, playing what I want him to play when I want him to play it! The customers definitely like him, so I even installed a stage for him to perform on. People have been pouring into the diner since he started up his little gig. I've even heard some travelers say that they were here because a friend of theirs that lived in (city/country) recommended this place! "My friend, Betty, told
Death-by-Chocolate Milkshake (Cronus x Reader) by AngelinBlue123, literature
Literature
Death-by-Chocolate Milkshake (Cronus x Reader)
*Cronus’s P.O.V*
I was cruising down the highway in my purple convertible, my shades on my face. Ever since we trolls came to earth, I’ve been travling, taking in the sights. Currently, I’m in (State/Country) My song, Nice Guys Finish Last, by Cobra Starship was on the radio. All I saw was road ahead of me, until a little town popped in the distance. I planned to just drive right though, but I looked and saw that my tank was almost empty. “I’ll stop for some gas vwhile I’m here.” I thought aloud.
I stopped, fill up my tank, and was about to leave, when my stomach started rumbling. I looked and saw a