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
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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
(Cronus X Australian!Reader) Summer Nights - 1 by fakeSymmetry, literature
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(Cronus X Australian!Reader) Summer Nights - 1
As usual there's a bit of swearing. Again, I don't think it needs a mature content warning, but I'll warn you now. If I post later chapters, this warning will apply for them too. Happy reading!
You heaved a sigh as you gazed out your bedroom window onto the patchwork landscape of memories below. It was your third time visiting the dream bubbles, but you still hadn’t left the confines of a memory of your room. You weren’t sure if it was your memory, or one of the other players in your session, but it was still your room, so you took ownership of it and barricaded yourself in the only familiar place in the bubbles.
You had seen ot
Princess~ (Ampora Family x Grub!Reader) by kawaiisaurous, literature
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Princess~ (Ampora Family x Grub!Reader)
You are (Name) Ampora, a proud grub belonging to the rare bloodline that is the Ampora family. You had two older brothers, Eridan and Cronus. Then there is your father, Dualscar. Naturally you lived a pretty good life (so far, you only are a grub). You were the only girl in the family, so your brothers were protective of you, but you didn't mind. You loved to play with them! Your hive had a HUGE pool in the backyard, and almost every day your brothers took you out back to swim, which is what you were doing right now!
"Come on, (Name)~" Eridan called out to you, as you swam around in little circles. You giggled and swam towards your brother,
I care - Depressed! Cronus x reader by AstridGemstone, literature
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I care - Depressed! Cronus x reader
Your name is (y/n) and you're stood in front of Cronus's hive in the early hours of the morning. Why? Cause that greaser style troll hasn't dragged his ass out of his home for god knows how long now. You'd tried messaging him and calling him but he dint pick up to you or Kankri which was pretty strange. He ALWAYS answered you or him. No exception there. You were pretty worried by now but No one seemed to notice he was missing apart from you and Kankri which wasn't really a surprise. The other trolls didn't really take a liking to him all that well.
Sometimes you couldn't blame them though, he could be a little overbearing at times. Especiall
Sandpaper Sides - Cronus Ampora [Homestuck] by Multi-FacetedFangirl, literature
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Sandpaper Sides - Cronus Ampora [Homestuck]
You let out a low growl as you came to the entrance of your new school. You couldn't help but despise the place instantaneously. Your reason? Well, when you looked around, the only types of people you saw were- and this is summing people up by their body language and outward appearance -preps, jocks, stoners, and what you assumed to be either 'emo's or goths. Little to say, none of those crowds did anything for you. You were one of those students who preferred to stay indoors, get your shit done as quickly as possible, and then play videogames, read a book, or do something along those lines. That said, you didn't need very many friends to be
Cronus x Reader: Sock Hop by turtlenecksandtea, literature
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Cronus x Reader: Sock Hop
Who thought it was a good idea to host a neighborhood sock hop?
The place is too damn loud. You hate poodle skirts. And it’s not YOUR fault that your good-for-nothing date decided at the last minute that a sock hop was “too childish” and ditched you after you walked all the way here in your stupid costume.
Now you’re sitting on the sidelines, sulking, watching cute couples do swing dances and who knows what else, wishing that you had the courage to go ask someone to hang out with you.
“Hey kitten. What a bash, huh?”
The voice is unctuous, unfamiliar, with a Brooklyn accent that is just too over-the-top