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I was so happy to read your rules, it's very respectful!
Can you write a story about READER/prefect that got isekaid BUT they know twst is a game and the twst cast KNOWS that too.
Like, they know YUU is a player, but the prefect/Reader doesn't know that and do everything to avoid the main cast 'cause they don't want to die or are just introvert.
(My English is not very good, so I am sorry if my ask seems off)
TW; hyperventilating, yandere tendancies, kind of kidnapping? the phone kidnaps you gang, passing out, aggressive Ace
I LOVE THISSSS, lowkey was nervous writing at first but the fact i already know what i'm doing for part 2, 3 and maybe 4 speaks volumes. tysm for the ask! ______________________________________________________________ You were watching a random show on your TV as you closed the curtains of your apartment, overlooking the city with tourists, traffic jams and hotels. Walking to the bed you grabbed your phone from the bedside table remembering you have to do your daily streak on Twisted Wonderland. Opening the game you suddenly got a power outage and sighed, another downside of living in a cheap one bedroom apartment. You fell back and bounced slightly against the soft pillows as you claimed your daily login and went to lessons, though your screen started sparking and flashing, white and hot. You flinched and let go with a yelp. Before you knew what was happening you had a massive headache, and your vision went white. Your stomach started falling and a sudden hard jolt hit through the heel of your palms and your knees. You caught your head before it hit the floor though you were still winded from shock. As you blink and finally look up the sound of gasps and murmuring filled your ears.. What is this some kind of cult? Wait. You recognise those coats, the floor and carpet beneath you, that chandelier, the windows… Twisted Wonderland? And the familiar boys in the crowd seemed to recognise you too. A couple days later You had basically passed out on the spot, being the centre of attention for that many people would make you freak instantly anyway. Azul had apparently offered to take your ‘poor unfortunate little soul into his benevolent arms’ though the headmaster, Crowley insisted you should stay in ramshackle as it might bring more comfort than any other dorm you played the story through before.
Grim was sleeping on your lap, even if he was a game character he seemed deeply overjoyed you could reply to him in full sentences now instead of prewritten ones the story gave you. It was like you were well… Yuu! But.. everything felt more fake for them, and real for you. You were petting Grim trying to gather some semblance of reality when there was a knock on the door as you
carefully shifted grim off your lap, onto the creaky old bed. Standing up and shakily stumbling down the rickety stairs, the ghosts overlook you. You can’t make it out perfectly but you can hear them pitying you. You huffed and shuffled to the door. Opening it was Ace and Deuce, Yuu’s supposed friends. “Hey” Ace said with an awkward smirk. Deuce smiled softly as they both walked in without permission. You instinctively stepped aside and let the two in. They seemed to know the place better than you which made sense and is why they led you to the living room. Sitting down on the old sofas Ace and Deuce explained to you everything they felt and acted like was really, truly them. But they could also always see through the screen, see your real feelings and reactions for everyone in the game, and that all of them had grown quite attached to you. Your chest tightened. “So how do I go home?” you asked They both looked at you shocked, like it wasn’t a normal want to return to where you felt safe and belonged. Deuce stuttered out a sentence first. “You.. you want to go home? “Of course I do..” Ace stood up, looking more annoyed while deuce was just shocked. “You’re not going! Why would you wanna return to that cramped apartment, with no one to talk to but your phone when there are so many magical people here to love you!” You paused, almost jolting back. “Excuse me?” “The point is..” Deuce started. “None of us want you to leave, I doubt some of us will even let you try. And you know the type of person Crowley is. He’s still the same, and he won’t focus or care about you going home so you should just give up.” “Y-You can’t keep me here!” You yelled down at him as you stood up quickly. While the ginger haired troublemaker scoffed at you. “You really think you have a choice? How else are you getting out of here? We’re on an island, you don’t have any magic! And even if you did, there are people here who definitely won’t let you leave them, especially me!” “Ace, calm down!” Deuce grabbed his friend's wrist “You’re gonna stress the poor thing out.” Ace grumbled and took a breath as they began walking towards the door. He turned one last time to give you an uncomfortable smirk. “Heh, have fun realising you’re stuck here, stubborn as always. Housewarden Riddle requests you at Heartslabyul tomorrow at half past ten. Don’t be late, ‘prefect’.” You waited as Deuce gave you a pitying look and they shut the door. Before collapsing back on the sofa, shaking as your breath rattled and your vision blurred again. This time you couldn’t tell if it was tears or just your head. You didn’t care anymore as you eventually crawled up the stairs and back to the bed curling up with Grim. Emotions are too heavy. You’d think about it tomorrow.













