'(Y/n) (M/n) (L/n)'
That was the name of Charlie's soulmate on her wrist every day when she was little Charlie would read the name to herself over and over again. Her father had explained to her what a soulmate was explaining to a young Charlie how that was her soul's other half.
Charlie could feel his emotions faintly through their shared bond, every time she felt his emotions she would try her hardest return happy thoughts and love.
Charlie often would wonder where they were in the world and if they were thinking about her.
Charlie wished to find them.
Lucifer laughed at her when she asked if she could find her soulmate his sinister smile never leaving his face. He explained to Charlie that she was destined to rule hell and that a husband will be chose for her.
Charlie did not like that and she ran to her room crying in sadness. Charlie's pain did not last long as she felt happiness radiate from her bond making a small smile cross her face.
At least someone was there for her.
Charlie sent back happiness tenfold through the bond hoping to make the feeling less faint.
Charlie knew she would love them no matter their gender or morals.
She would find them she knew she would.
So Charlie matured and grew up waiting for her one true love to find her so she hug them and hold them close. Charlie looked down at the name on her wrist she was mostly sure her love was male the name was masculine enough she was ready to love them without a single doubt.
Charlie talked about it to her friend Vaggie as she thought about opening a hotel to help those who wished for a better life and for those who's soulmates were in heaven. If her love was in hell she wanted to show him that she was able to take care of people and hopefully him as well.
Her soulmate had started to act strange as she went on making the happy hotel meeting Alastor, Nifty, and Husk. He acted with more aggression and fear and occasional sadness, what could cause such sadness out of him? Was he in danger? Why was he scared? Questions flooded her mind as she felt his sadness deepen in the bond making her curl up in fear herself.
Suddenly Charlie felt hot pain in her chest on small certain spots some on her chest and side other leg and arms until she felt pain in her head making her cry out before it all suddenly ebbed away as she felt the worse feeling imaginable.
Her soulmate died a painful death.
'Charlotte Magne'
(Y/n) read the tattoo he had since had birth, what an odd name most women are named simpler names but hey then again he didn't care too much he had a job to do.
(Y/n) looked out at the large city keeping watch for his unit next to his friend from basic (F/n).
Lovingly, (Y/n) turned and kicked his friend hard startling the other Marine.
"The fuck dude! What!" (F/n) growled out at (Y/n) mad to be waken from his sleep.
"We gotta go clear houses bud." (Y/n) smirked as he descended from the second floor of the house his unit had been staying in for the time being.
Slowly, (Y/n) and the unit walked alongside the street with the rest of his company scanning buildings, alleyways, and windows for hostiles trying catch them by surprise.
Approaching the first house (Y/n) kicked it in, scanning rooms and checking corners finding nothing glad to find this home was cleared and he didn't have to deal with Civs. The company moved farther down the street clearing house by house finding a few civilians and escorting their asses out of the combat zone.
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--Hazbin Hotel -- Charlie x Male reader oneshots! AUs! and scenarios!
Fanfiction(Y/n) was a sinner, a dirty no good bastard. That's what (Y/n) thought of himself worth nothin' and deserved to be in hell. He used to be a soldier who killed men, so (Y/n) welcomed his fate.