UNDER HEAVY EDITING [Twisted Wonderland x Fem!Reader] You wake up in a sea of ink and tar. As you slowly sink down into its murky depths, a mirror floats in front of you, with a hand reaching out to you within. Desperate, you lunged to grasp it, and you soon were awoken to find yourself inside a coffin. Your journey in Twisted Wonderland begins. But as you learn more of this world, you learn that you aren't some observer, in fact your role in all of this will determine the fate of Twisted Wonderland. Cover Art: https://mobile.twitter.com/gaota_tw/status/1252594309448167426

"It's very easy to be number one: find the guy who is number one, and score one point higher than he does." -Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air There are those naturally better than you. No matter how hard you work, you can't change that. Your talents do not always coincide with passions and your passions do not always coincide with your talents. Nonetheless, talent is something you make bloom. Instinct is something you polish. The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.

This is my spin off of Assassination Classroom/Ansatsu Kyōshitsu/ass class. This might look like a xreader thing but it was supposed to be a xoc thing but I couldn't figure out a name so yeah (F/n) Akabane the twin sister of Karma Akabane. She is a mysterious character, rarely in class only showing up for tests and quizzes. Her rank in class are also unknown only those at the very top knows. Thanks to an incident she created out of boredom, has put herself from A-class to E-class. Just what secret does she hide behind those eyes. What past will she reveal that shaped her character. I do not own assassination classroom or most of the plots in this fanfiction.

THIS STORY HAS BEEN REWRITTEN. READ THAT ONE. NOT THIS ONE. You're the daughter of a head engineer who is slowly designing the animatronics for a family restaurant called Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, with the newest and fanciest technology there is to offer, starting with your childhood favorite bunny. Without knowing the full extent of this machinery, they create something that is capable of what you would only associate with humans. Something that no one can understand coming from a robot. Something that only you can accept. Something they call a malfunction.