Secondpov قصص

╰┈➤............ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪꜱ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ, ꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇɴᴛ ɪʟʟᴜꜱɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇꜱꜱ. ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɪʟʟᴜꜱɪᴏɴꜱ.

You're Shredder's bot, clinging to his every word. You hate the turtles, especially Raphael. Until the Krangg enter the picture and New York falls. Shredder leaves you for dead, but someone else saves your life. Enemies to Lovers!

Becoming an assistant for the Behavioural Analysis Unit of the FBI? Sure, sounds easy! One problem though. You find yourself instantly infatuated with the genius of the team. Of course, you can't just tell him! You just met the guy! All you can do is stay as close to him as possible, hoping to establish a connection as you build up the courage to confess. -Second person POV -Spencer Reid X Reader -As lore accurate as I could make it -Yeah, it takes some time

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [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.

Somewhere between forgetting and remembering, there is a library. It doesn't appear on any map. It can't be searched for. It simply finds you. Usually on an ordinary day, in an ordinary place, at the exact moment you stop being able to carry everything alone. Inside, the quiet architecture responds to your presence. Glass jars hum softly as you pass them. A scroll unrolls only as far as you are ready to read. Rooms appear only when you stop looking for them, and doors loop back into themselves. Nothing here is lost. Everything here has been kept in trust. The longer you stay, the more familiar it all becomes, until you begin to suspect the truth. This place was not built for you. It was built by you. And it has been waiting, patiently, certain that someday you would finally come back. An immersive second person journey through the depths of grief and dissociation.

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.

Our lovely (Y/n) finds a skeleton bleeding to death on the side of the road. Well, might as well take him in. What could go wrong? (Note: This story is HEAVILY inspired by 'solace' written by 'EmeraldHaze15' on ao3.)

You could've stopped flipping the pages to let him survive, but you didn't. Now look in the mirror and ask yourself who the real killer is.

short stuff i write that i want to share bc i need attention.

This fic is written in second person, and is a Peter Maximoff x Fem!Reader fic. Your character has the power of electricity, which she can also harness to fly. You and Peter are best friends, and he's been very open about his feelings for you. Your character is also a Mutant, and suffers from relationship trauma, so she will not actually get together with Peter properly. This story is really more of a relaxed, easy-read fic than a story based one as it's for fun. Contains: Potentially distressing themes, mature themes, light smut, 16+ recommended! Peter Maximoff and any character mentioned in this are either possessed by the Marvel company or are figments of this author's imagination.

In this fanfiction, Y/N joins BTS in a lighthearted night out, and becomes friend with them. As you get to know each member of the group, you start to form an attraction to Jimin. However, as your time together progresses, you face challenges and obstacles that threaten to drive you apart from BTS. Will you be able to overcome these challenges and hold onto the relationships you have built with them? This fanfiction is a heartwarming and emotional journey of friendship, love, and self-discovery set against the backdrop of the exhilarating world of K-pop and Korea.

Reader goes places and does mundane things alone in an English city. Everything goes well. The brain tends to experience what you read as though it really happened to you. I invite you to follow my perspective as your own for that purpose. This is meant as a meditative, calming experience.

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.

Sometimes our playmates come back.

I am not good in description. so read the book to find out. thank you 💕💕💕 started: 16th June 2025

You wake up without any memories. All you know is that you are lost, alone, and the sun is going down. Will you survive? This is a choose your own adventure story. Meaning the choices you make will determine your fate.

Your family has a curse. Not just you and your mother, but the entirety of the Beckencourt family, all 286 of them. It's because of this curse that you've moved 17 times in your 15 years of life. One day, you end up in the small Maine town where it all began, where your ancestor Ebanni lived and prematurely died. While there, you meet someone who has far more to do with the curse, and Ebanni, than they're letting on. But you're going to get to the bottom of it, no matter the cost.

The thunder and the rain are not enough to scare me away. "Why don't you see yourself the way I see you?" *** ORIGINAL VERSION: Ode aan de liefde [wordcount: 701]

Second Person

A race of elemental creatures keeps the world running based on what object in nature they can control-Light, Water, Wind, Earth, Gemstones, Insects, anything you can think of. You were born to an Earth father and a Grass mother, as a beautiful blooming Flower girl-with a parasitic twin Thistle brother who must drain your life force to live. Quick Oneshot Prompt Fill, Set In The Second Person.