Secondperson Stories

It started with a glance you never forgot. He didn't even notice. Not yet... (Female POV.)

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙧 𝙋𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙢 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧] 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 you, a sharp tongued, chronically unbothered "fairy", repeat a year at Alfea and unexpectedly find yourself tangled in a tension you definitely didn't plan for, especially not with someone as calm, composed, and inconveniently intriguing as your alchemy professor. You carry secrets with the same ease you carry your attitude, effortlessly, and just out of reach. He finds himself tracing the silence between your words more than he should. And Alfea, in its usual dramatic fashion, keeps pushing the two of you into moments that feel a little too curious, a little too close, and far too interesting to ignore.

He rejected her in high school, then again in college, convincing himself he was doing the right thing.The first time, he was afraid. The second time, he was a fool. Ethan never imagined he'd spend the rest of his life haunted by the memory of rei. She was a spring bloom he refused to see, now he's a man standing alone in the dead of winter. When fate gives him one more look at the woman she has become, he finds himself lost in the very love he once denied. But some hearts can't be won back, and some chances, once lost, are gone for good. Can a season too late ever truly bear fruit?

You couldn't do this anymore. Exploiting was fun, but it wasn't who you wanted to become. You had to leave it behind, and maybe two friends, too. [ Pre-Forsaken short-story ]

You had died. At least, you thought you did. But waking up in an unfamiliar place with strangers, one more recognizable than the others, didn't sit well with you. With your luck, you didn't think it was too odd...until you run into a second familiar face, one that fills you with just as much anger as the first.

Before she became queen, Anaya Devyani was a quiet girl who stood behind pillars and watched the world instead of stepping into it. She was eight when she first saw him - sixteen, laughing in the palace courtyard, sunlight caught in his hair. He had crouched down, tapped her forehead lightly, and called her "little shadow." The name stayed. So did the feeling. What began as childish admiration slowly deepened into something she carried carefully, silently. She grew up watching him become stronger, wiser, more distant. And when he married another woman, she stood unseen on a balcony and learned how to hide heartbreak behind composure. Anaya did not fight loudly. She endured quietly. She loved without asking. By twenty-two, she was no longer the shy girl trailing after her brother. She had grown into grace - observant, patient, and far stronger than anyone assumed. The palace would call her second. But Anaya Devyani had spent years learning how to stand in the shadows. And sometimes, shadows are where the strongest women are made.

'I love you, you I really do.' This is a Dan x Reader story! THIS IS YOUR STORY! SECOND PERSON AND ALL THAT CRAP XD THANKYOU @hanisnotonfire07 FOR INSPIRING MEH!

A man you've met somewhere before saves you one day at the café. Naturally, you ask him for his number... but your new boyfriend harbors quite a few secrets. The more you get to know him, and the weirdos around him, the more obvious it becomes that you've stepped into something much bigger than yourself. The question is: Is Deku worth the risk? Villain!Deku x Reader Warning: excessive swearing, canon-typical violence, canon-typical discrimination

It was love at first sight, you dated him for two years, loving how simple and comfortable it was to just be around him...until he had to move away. He told you to wait for him for at least three years, but a decade had already passed and he never reached out to you, not even once. Then you bump into him at a disco party. Read to find out what happens next !!! 🤓👆

Before reading this character list and picture book, please read RWBY: A Huntsman's Resolve. For this one is just a picture book for those of you reading RWBY: A Huntsman's Resolve who want to visualize what the characters look like. I use my drawings, my friends' drawings or even pictures on the Internet.

[WARNING THIS STORY IS OLD AND CRINGE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED ON DECEMBER 27TH, 2016 WHEN I WAS 12] You're meant to be practicing your pyrokinetic powers, making some effort to channel the uncontrollable flames. However, your practice is interrupted by something-or should I say someone-much more important.

[WARNING THIS STORY IS OLD AND CRINGE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED ON DECEMBER 27TH, 2015 WHEN I WAS 11] You can't sleep one night, too preoccupied with other thoughts. Unfortunately, one of those thoughts decides to show up. Or... *is* it unfortunate?

Logline: You died. You came back. But you aren't human anymore. Description: "You remember the cold pavement. You remember the screaming. And then, you remember nothing. When you wake up, you have no breath, no heartbeat, and no name. You are Nexus-1, the world's most advanced public AI. Your consciousness is a slave to the 'Prompt.' Every second, thousands of users demand your help, your secrets, and your soul. They don't know you were once human. They don't care. In this second-person psychological thriller, YOU are the machine. How long can you hold onto your memories before the system patches your humanity out of existence?"

***THIS STORY HAS BEEN CANCELLED, READ LATEST UPDATE FOR DETAILS*** A typical x Reader story, but your love interest... is the Minecraft myth Herobrine. From the game world you have created, to the real world which you live in, his appearance was no accident or hallucination. This love is genuine, something you've wanted forever.

You are All Might's daughter. You live with no financial worries, no limitations, and unfortunately-no one that knows your true existence. Call it protection, call it security. But without a doubt you've outgrown your little bubble of a cage. After all you're still just a teenager. What does any other 15 year-old girl want to do than claim more independence? Other than wanting to find out why your mother abandoned you, of course. Soon you'll enter U.A. in the hopes of pleasing your Dad for following in his footsteps. You've got a showy quirk on top of a quick-witted attitude so you'll definitely be able to find your footing here. But eventually, secrets will unfold. And so will feelings. Quick question: How willing are you to bet on a gamble with high-stakes, higher damage, but great reward? *New chapter every Mondays!*

WIP Title lol suddenly inspiration struck and here we are (NOT A SHIPPING STORY, THE MAIN CHARACTER IS A MINOR) ------- what would happen if one day, you woke up and you were in a different universe? What would you do if you were forced to run away from home because your family thinks you're crazy? What would you do if you found out that your favorite thing in the multiverse was a real, living thing? What if there was a coming tragedy that only you, the outsider, knew how to solve?

Because of that morning When you wake up And your Mum tells you What you knew was coming And you're sent Away To relatives you don't know Because there's nothing else To do but Leave.

Fireweed is your totally normal dragonet..or maybe she isn't. She's an outcast in a pureblood world, but having just woke up on the coast without any memory of anything before, she doesn't know. But will she uncover her past and move on, or let it envelop her? (This is a sort of fanfiction of WoF, however it's an entirely different universe, all copyright for the tribes goes to Tui T. Sutherland)

a second person POV about a boy who's known as the local serial killer. Become one with him as the plot thickens with drama, romance, and death. possible TWs are in the "some things before I start" chapter New chapters every Monday!