transferred straight from my scenario/preference book-
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You slowly opened your eyes. Everything seemed slightly blurry at first, but quickly cleared up. There was minor pain in the back of your head. You tried standing up, only to be held back by something. You looked down, curious of what is going on;
You were tied onto a chair with ropes, and there are fluffy handcuffs around your wrists.
You then looked around- you were in a old, dark room with hundreds of cracks. The slight scent of blood lingered around. The only thing producing light was a dusty old lamp next to you.
Suddenly, you heard footsteps. Thankfully someone came to save you... right?
The shadowy figure finally stepped into the light- she had brownish gray skin, light and dark red hair with white streaks put into pigtails, a black, red, and white tea-length dress, and clown-like makeup. She resembled a doll.
Velvet- one of the overlords. She had a genuine yet crazy grin on her face.
"Well, well, well, darling- look who we have here!" She cheered, tightly embracing you.
"Yeah, that is nice and all, but can you please let me go?!" You begged.
"Awe, you are so adorable when you are scared! Hashtag blessed!" Velvet cooed, pinching your cheeks. "But where is the fun in you running off like a squirrel?"
"Err... you get to chase me?" You said, giving a weak smile.
"Hah! Oh, aren't you funny, (Y/N)." She laughed, booping your nose. "But being together is more fun!" Suddenly, she grabbed the collar of your shirt, pulling you to where your noses touched.
She then embraced a more sinister voice; "Forever and ever~"
You gulped. Oh great- this is gonna be fun.
"Say, we should take a selfie to post on my first voxtagram account- to prove you're my number one!" She suggested. Before you can say anything, she immediately took out her phone and took a picture of the two of you. When she decided to check it out, she was disappointed.
"Aw come on, (Y/N), you didn't even look at the camera! Hashtag not cool!" Velvet pouted, facing you.
"That is nice of you, Vels, but I really should go-" You sighed, really wanting to get out of Velvet's torture dungeon.
Suddenly, you felt her hands grabbing your cheeks. And before you can process anything, she pressed an obnoxious kiss to your lips. When you pulled apart, she just giggled. You blushed, but didn't know why.
"Awe, perhaps you are a lil' camera-shy. Here- this can boost your confidence!" She said, taking out a red makeup pallet.
"Why would wearing makeup boost my confidence?" You asked.
"Beauty standards- duh!" Velvet sassed. She then took out a makeup brush, tapped the fluff against some red eyeshadow powder, and smeared it on your eyelids.
"You look so hot- the eyeshadow matches your blood!" She complimented, unaware of how psychopathic that sounded.
Oh boy.
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After a few hours of playing games, makeovers, and what-have-you Velvet had planned, you still didn't smile. She was at her breaking point.
"Babe, why the fuck aren't you happy?! I killed demons for you, gave you a whole new appearance, showered you in gifts! You are being really ungrateful, you know! Well, I may as well sew your mouth shut!" Velvet shouted, searching for a needle and thread.
You sighed, unsure of what you should do. Suddenly, you got a idea.
"You know, I may be able to smile if we slow-dance. However, that would mean untying me and taking off the handcuffs." you said.
"Hmm... sure!" Velvet cheered, oblivious to what will happen. She ripped the ropes and handcuffs off and swooped you off your feet.
You danced for a long while. You surprisingly loved it, but needed to go through with your plan. So you thrown her against the wall and made a run for it.
"Wait! (Y/N), don't leave! We can be happy together forever!" She cried.
However, you were out of sight without a trace. She just smiled.
"Well played, (Y/N)- I guess I do prefer chasing. Hashtag game on!" Velvet declared.
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Hazbin Hotel X Reader Oneshots
Fanficyou know my preferences/scenarios thing? welllll this is that but it takes more effort
