if you are still into Hazbin, could you write Charlie, Emily, Vaggi, Sir Pentious, Niffty and Husk’s reaction to reader suddenly kissing them? Completely out of nowhere, just a kiss on the lips and then reader vanishes.
hiiiii friend! yes, i'm still into Hazbin, just finished S2 and I'm wildin
i'm writing this based off of the idea that you're already really close with each character - kinda in that will-they-won't-they stage right before you start a relationship. i also skipped nifty because i have no idea how to write her lmao, i'm sorry
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HAZBIN HOTEL REACTS TO SURPRISE KISS
Charlie
(S2 Spoilers below)
It was just after Emily had allegedly appeared before Charlie, explaining that the exterminations were over, heaven was in lockdown - and most importantly of all, Pentious had been redeemed
She bursts into your room screaming
"(Y/N)! (Y/N), (Y/N), (Y/N) ohmigOSH you won't beLIEVE what just happened!!"
Charlie relays the whole story, bouncing and hyperventilating all the while
It's hard not to match her excitement
The two of you pull eachother into a bone crushing embrace - still babbling about what this means
Somewhere in the excitement - you get carried away, pressing a fleeting kiss to her dark lips
And suddenly everything comes to a screeching stop
"(n/n) did you just?"
But before Charlie can even finish asking - you're gone
She's flustered, she's confused
But she's not mad
Really, her and Vaggi should have another chat about how they feel about you...
Emily
One of Heaven's guardian angels, Emily loved coming to your office to watch over human souls with you!
She visited most days, commentating people's lives like a sport
It was nice, to have someone to share your role with
Someone who seemed to care about your souls as much as you did
At the time, it was just another day - watching over your souls with Emily arriving late in the afternoon with treats and bubbly ramblings
Sugar coated each of your lips as you listened to her talk
The soul you were currently watching over was young - a teenager navigating their own first love
Emily cooed over the cuteness of it all, before something she says captures your entire attention
"Ughhh I wish someone would kiss me like that, all this romance stuff is so cute isn't it?"
And for the next few minutes, that's all you can think of
So when she turns to you again, calling out your name for a question you were too distracted to answer - your body moves on its own
She still tastes like powdered pastries
Immediately, you begin to apologise
But Emily is too busy squealing in pure, unadultarated joy
Vaggi
You two were close, before she had fallen
When Vaggi dissapeared after that one extermination - you assumed that she had somehow died
You were inconsolable for years
But eventually, the grief got easier, lighter
Until you saw her at the hotel you were ordered to attack, surrounded by demons
A complete ghost of the past, missing an eye but still weilding her staff with that same sharp protectiveness
"Vaggi?"
Within seconds, you've dropped your weapon - flying down to her side as she fights away your fellow angels
"Vaggi, Vaggi - it's me!"
It's only after you take off your helmet that Vaggi realises she isn't hearing things
You protect her in the battle, careful not to hurt the other angels while still trying to figure out what truely happened to Vaggi
Lute screams something about treason - but you can't find it in you to care.
But you do care when you feel a spear slice through your wing
Amongst the chaos, Vaggi tucks you into the safety of the hotel
But before she can leave to rejoin the fight, you roughly tug her down until your lips crash
"Don't leave without telling me again,"
But before Vaggi can protest, you're out cold
Your pulse is still steady, much to her relief
Shit, she should tell Charlie about this once things have settled...
Cause it's looking like you're not going back to heaven
Sir Pentious
Most would call it childish, a woman of your age holding onto a crush from centuries past
But you had always believed in love at first sight
Soulmates, if you will
And before your premature death - there was only one man who ever held you heart
A quiet, quirky man - who lived in the story above your tailorshop
He was kind and funny, and made the most splendid inventions
But you'd long given up hope
Until one day Emily knocks on the door of your heavenly store - introducing a peculiar snake man, claiming that you were from the same era
He seemed vaguely familiar...
But the second he spoke you knew
The lisp was new, but everything else was the same - the voice, his cadence - his awkwardly shifting eyes.
"Pendleton? It's, it's me - your neighbour-"
His eyes light up in recognition, and for the first time since he reached heaven - his smile is geniune
So overwhelmed with joy at finally seeing your long lost beau, you can't help but press your lips to his
But you freeze only seconds later - how improper of you to do such a thing
And much to Emily's dismay, you slam the door shut
The angel can plead all she wants, neither of you are ready to face what just happened - cheeks flaring hotter than the sun
Husk
You often sat at the bar with Husk, making idle conversation
It was nice for him to talk to someone that wasn't always sloshed
The two of you quietly enjoyed one another's company - never expecting too much from the other
Late nights weren't uncommon for you both, basking in the rare quiet and sharing a drink or two
But something was bothering you
"Husk, c'm'ere real quick"
His bow was horribly crooked, and it had been sending you insane for the past hour
So when he finally stopped pacing, standing directly across the bar from you with a quizzical look - you moved
Leaning over the counter, you gently tweak the fabric until it sits straight
But when you go to lean back into your chair, your stray foot knocks it before you can sit
Causing you to tumble to the floor
"Jesus fuck, kid"
Husk can't stop himself from laughing at your misfourtune - but rounds the bar to help you up anyway
His hands are warm, and his fur is so soft, and the alcohol buzzes pleasantly in your system
So you lean up, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips unthinkingly
"Ok, what the fuck was that?"
Warm hands are gone, and suddenly you're stone cold sober
And all you can do is excuse yourself with burning eyes before you can make anymore of a fool of yourself