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I'm glad I'm the first to have a request. And I can say it was very good. And so I have another one from another franchise. hazbin hotel charlie x male reader

Y/N is called the plague king. He is literally rotting under the mask because of the gas mask. He carries a canister of poison gas on his back connected to his "plague rifle". He is the only one who can travel between the circles of hell thanks to the magic he stole from Lucifer. The Ovelords hate him because he won't submit to their rules, so he destroys their property and steals their equipment. But Y/N hates Lute the most. He dated her when he was alive. He didn't know she was an angel in disguise. Charlotte's in the middle of all this, and she has to find a way to keep the peace and keep Y/N from doing something stupid to start a war.

>ㅅ< God, you have a great imagination, and I'm glad you liked your first request! I hope you like this one too <3

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ୭.ᰍㅤ𝅄 ֹ " 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐭 " 🎀 Ⳋ

ઈઉ ㅤִㅤ𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 ; 𝒞harlie 𝓜orningstar x 𝒯he 𝒫lague!𝓜ale!𝓡eader

ઈઉ ݁  ㅤִㅤ𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ; Use of bad words, mentions of death/blood/scars, mentions of the disease The Plague/Black Death, mentions of weapons, mentions of religious/atheist/satanic beliefs, mention of hell/heaven, bad English grammar.

ઈઉ  ㅤִㅤIn this One-Shot Charlie and Vaggie have the same sexuality from the canon, but they are not a couple. Also, Lute will have already died by the 14th century and was already a trusted exterminator of Adam.

ઈઉ ㅤִㅤ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 ; 4.1k+

ઈઉ ㅤִㅤ𝗨𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱.

Adjusting his mask again to prevent it from falling and revealing the putrid, hanging skin in pieces from his face, he continued carrying his rifle and tank attached to his back to avoid unwanted accidents with his poisonous gas. The demon walked patiently with his hands in the pockets of his thin and worn trench coat, heading to the ring of sinners, where he was going to temporarily settle after having caused endless disasters in the ring of greed.

He was aware that there would soon be an extermination sooner than planned, they had announced it a few months ago and it appeared on every poster and screen in hell as the most popular novelty so far 'Heaven announces that the annual extermination has been brought forward and now we will have 6 months of fornication instead of a year' just reading those idiotic things about heaven made him laugh internally.

[Well… Maybe if that Princess is really willing to help, maybe she wouldn't mind lending me a room for a few months…] He thought with mockery in his eyes, reaching the border between rings, passing until he reached his destination. Everything there smelled filthy, there was blood everywhere and organs and even bodies flying from one side to the other as if they were ordinary baseballs, that smell of death that made him smile so much. He advanced, feeling how several fearful and hateful glances were directed towards him as he passed through the stinking and dirty streets of hell, he even passed through the best-known street of prostitution and technology in hell, by the VVV building, where Valentino along with Vox came out talking, who, upon seeing him, made a grimace of displeasure and hatred, one clenching his teeth and the other distorting his right eye.

Before leaving those streets full of nudity and moans, he stuck out his finger at them with a mocking smile at the faces of total annoyance he received. He was not at all liked by the Overlords, not even by Rosie, which did not benefit him but did not displease him either… Let's say that he was someone 'alive and free' enough to follow the orders of idiots who played at being the leaders of the hell.

He finally arrived at the Hotel after crossing the creaking metal doors and climbing that hill that ended in a safe fall to double Olympus. He knocked on the door and waited patiently for them to open the door, listening to the hurried footsteps towards it, he moved back a little in case the door opened outwards, when the door opened he did not see anyone at whom he lowered his gaze, raising a eyebrow, frowning in confusion, being surprised to see a little girl with red hair with only one huge, dilated yellow eye looking at him with a big, sharp smile.

"Wow! I didn't expect that Alastor's lackeys wanted to redeem themselves, if I had known that I would have gone to a less pathetic place" He snapped with a cruel laugh and then pushed the short woman by the head to get past her, ignoring the look she gave him. of hatred and indignation. "Well? Is the princess here? I need to talk to her personally"

"Yes! She's here, but I don't think she wants to talk to a huge piece of shit that smells like a sewer with no manners." The little girl snorted, leaving the empty reception room towards who knows where. He walked a little further inside, seeing the living room full of red with white and gold details, seeing on his side a kind of waiting room with three armchairs and a small old television, he walked over and sat on one of the seats to take out his rifle and then extract a small worn cloth from his pocket and begin to polish the length of his weapon.

They heard each other rushing down the stairs that were in front of the door upon entering, he turned his eyes slightly while still cleaning his rifle, finding a pale blonde in a red suit talking about something quite enthusiastically and with seemingly endless energy, and behind her a gray demon with a giant red 'X' in her right eye covered in hair and of considerably short height compared to that of her companion.

He let out a loud gas mask snort when these two figures stood in front of him, the one in the red suit raised his hand somewhat nervously at the surprised and angry look of the grayish one when they saw him in detail. "Yes… Uh… Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! How can we help you? You… Plague King…"

He raised her head still without responding to her greeting, staring at her, he had to admit that her blonde was really cute and adorable, her innocent and bright eyes gave her an unmatched beauty along with her long blonde hair tied up in a neat way. delicate and neat. "Nice… You must be the great Charlie, or am I wrong? And your dear assistant… Well, she doesn't matter at all, so don't even bother introducing her."

"This is Vaggie, my assistant and best friend." He stupidly ignored, introducing his friend, lowering his hand, which was immediately taken by him before he could move it away completely, and then bowed slightly in an apparent bow, pretending to leave a kiss on the back of her. his hand through the mask, caressing his hand with his cold, calloused thumb as he passed.

"And I'm Charlie Morningstar… And yes… That's me, what do you need?" She asked insistently pushing his hand away from her gently as she gave him a nervous and somewhat awkward smile. "I understand you want to talk to me about something Niffty notified me about, right?"

"Yes, it is like that, but I would like it to be private if that's okay with you… Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you in your own hotel, after all I have no reason" He said sternly after Vaggie took the thin doll of the blonde and abruptly pushed her back.

"I'm not going to let you do anything to him, you insatiable idiot! Whatever you have to say to him, you'll do it with me here" she growled angrily at him, glaring at him.

"Don't worry, Vaggie… If you want to do it in private, you must be right… I won't let you touch me or get too close…" He whispered to reassure the white-haired girl, taking her shoulder and giving her an encouraging smile, only to receive a look. insecure and distrustful, and then a nod from him.

The shorter one, before leaving, once again gave a look of hatred to the man in black and elegant but worn clothes, and then left the room, going up the stairs again.

The masked man made a sound of satisfaction and directed his eyes again to the hotel princess to speak: "Well, now that we are in total privacy, I come to offer you something. How about you give me a free stay, in exchange for keeping me completely clean of murders and illegal things for the period in which I stayed here? Of course! I'm not looking for redemption, it's stupid, but I know you won't let me live here like nothing if I continue doing my things… At least I have to. "I have to do something to make you accept it… Which I don't think anyone will like!" She negotiated as she pulled the woman's arm making her sit next to him for a more 'comfortable' conversation, making knee to knee, making for a magnetic and strangely pleasurable friction.

"I Uhmm… I don't know, I'd have to talk to Vaggie and Al about that-" She was abruptly interrupted by a calloused finger in front of her thin lips, silencing her from shock and fear that he had done something to her.

"This is supposed to be your hotel, isn't it, dear?" The blonde nodded still silently "So, you shouldn't let those who are your… Friends control things that you can do without help, because I see that you are capable enough to achieve many things on your own, pretty girl. But "If you let everyone come after you because of your intolerable kindness, Oh, believe me, you're not going to get anywhere."

He left a thinking blonde next to him while he got up from the chair, cutting off that slight contact of her knees to take his rifle again and carry it on his back and move towards the exit of the building. "If you seem interested, look for me, I'll be in the worst place you can think of for a business meeting" and he left through the tempered glass doors making a dull noise with the clash of doors, leaving behind him a flashy hotel, and inside of this, a confused future monarch, analyzing his words looking for a lie that she was not going to find.

Six days passed for the blonde to think and analyze the proposal and words that the Plague King gave her, she looked for him in the place he had mentioned before leaving 'The worst place to do business', and what worse place to negotiate than not in the gambling and drinking streets around the VVV building? He headed there, searching every casino and bar, finding the worst one, where everyone was constantly entering and leaving, some with a triumphant and victorious smile, and others with lost gazes full of fear and disappointment for themselves. by losing money, and even their souls.

He had entered that neglected but striking place, allowing the smell of drugs, sex, alcohol and the dripping blood of inert bodies to enter his nostrils, holding back with all his might the tears and vomiting due to the amount of strong odors. He saw him at one of the several bars in the place, drinking what appeared to be a striking red cocktail that faded to a wine red as it went down the length of the glass, decorated with a cherry and dried petals of roses.

"Uhm… Plague Lord?… Can we talk?" She touched his shoulder timidly, drawing his attention and requesting the conversation in an embarrassing manner, feeling the blush run through her chubby cheeks (which according to her, Thank God was not so noticeable thanks to the darkness of the place and the natural marks on her face) deflecting He looked back at the cocktail to avoid another unnecessary blush.

The demon looked at her over his shoulder under his mask, to smile a tender smile. "It seems you've already thought it through, darling. Of course, let me finish this and I'll follow you." He responded without wavering and took the glass cup in his rotten hands to raise it to the height of his face, lifting his mask, leaving only the see her cracked, dry lips and some of her dull, hanging skin slightly revealing the flesh beneath her. As soon as the cup reached her face, she opened her lips, revealing her sharp teeth, sliding in the crimson liquid, which she slowly savored, as if it were the most delicious thing in the world. That liquid that somehow reminded her of the lesser Morningstar.

"Well, guide me Princess, I don't think you want to talk in such a vulgar place for someone like you." He lowered his mask, all before the blonde's expectant gaze and red face of shyness, receiving a slow and timid nod from her as she She would turn around and start walking, giving the signal to follow her.

They soon arrived at a small destroyed but comfortable plaza, far from the Vee's territory, near what seemed to be the Cannibal town. "Well… I thought about what you told me a few days ago… And if I'm honest, it was difficult… But you're right, I should let everyone help me make decisions if I can do it on my own.." She sighed, looking away, being so expressive, in such a magnificent way, that it drove the masked man's cold heart crazy. "I also thought a lot about your proposal, you can stay at the Hotel, ONLY if you follow everything as you promised, buuut..."

He made a small amused laugh when he heard the last thing, drawing an inaudible sigh from Charlie without meaning to. "Sure, princess, whatever you want… But?" He questioned curiously as he crossed his legs and rested his arms against the back of the rotten wooden stool.

"I know you don't want to redeem yourself or anything related to that…" He continued hesitantly, but he snorted, internally scolding himself for his tone. "I still want you to help me if you're going to stay for a long time, in whatever you want and see fit." comfortable to make it clear… And I also want to ask you some questions before you officially stay…" She answered his concern without wavering again, looking into his eyes with an insistent look full of hope, giving him a big, friendly smile. , highlighting her pretty cheeks.

"Well, that's fair" He responded instantly and bluntly, without thinking much about it, surprising the princess. He settled further on the bench to speak again "Yes… You'll let me stay at your hotel despite being someone so dangerous in this shitty place, I guess it's not much to help you and answer your inner rainbow demon survey."

It made the girl laugh enthusiastically, who was internally squirming with happiness upon hearing the affirmative response from the one in black. "Well, I hope you don't mind me asking you questions here," he said, then pulled out a black notebook with stickers of hellcats and rainbows with glitter hearts and several bright pink pens of frosty ink, along with several colored highlighters. cakes when he saw that he nodded to respond silently. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the demon quickly open the notebook with joy, pausing on the middle pages, to write 'Questions about the great Lord of the Plague', enclosing this title in a cloud of bright colors and surround it with hearts and stars, and then further down, begin to number the lines.

"Well… First something easy and not at all strong, how did you die, and why?" [That's not easy to answer at all, honey] He thought with irony and amusement, trying hard not to laugh at this, but failing when a nasal laugh came out of him, making the blonde realize his very personal question "Oh! I'm so sorry! If you don't want to answer that, no problem! That's very personal!" She told him, upset with a nervous look, laughing breathily to hide her embarrassment, betrayed by the blush that she was beginning to notice on the tip of her nose and the slight pinker tone of her cheeks.

"Don't worry, pretty, I don't mind answering that, it's just that you said it in a funny way," he explained, and then resumed a straight posture on the bench, but with his legs still crossed. She cleared her throat lightly, preparing for a long story. "Well… As you see, I died around the time of the Black Death in 1349… shortly before it all ended… Around the fourteenth century. I was one of the doctors trying to help get through all of this. .. When I was 28 years old I died… I never believed in God or Lucifer or Satan and those things, something that was very frowned upon at that time… You know? I was never very kind, although I did everything possible to help, I let one or another person die in exchange for money or various valuable things, even food, which was greatly missed among that virus." Charlie listened attentively to his words, writing down the most relevant things in a brief summary of small sentences and paragraphs, still with a pen glitters.

"Many said that I should be punished for my 'wrong' thoughts before God, more than anything, saying that he was the one who sent us that virus as divine punishment for our sins, and that it was a miracle from the devil that I had not been infected." for my thinking… I never wanted to believe in that nonsense, God never helped me with anything when I needed it or I was in life or death situations, and the Devil had never done anything in my life to notice it." He sighed, feeling his throat dry after talking so much, she swallowed hard and continued "Then, a year before she died, I met a girl, she was beautiful, her rare, platinum and straight hair cut delicately, her face fine and soft, and her eyes so bright like the sun…" Said description entered the pale-skinned girl's head, making her think a little. "according to her, she was desperate to find a good doctor who had traveled through the cities in a cart, to help her mother who was far away and had recently gotten sick and she feared the worst… She said that she had been told that there, in the part where my home was located, she would find me, the best Doctor there was in the entire country, and she did, she told me everything, and in a blind way, I accepted her. She told me that in two days we would leave and that in the meantime. "I would send a letter to her mother and notify the first-time doctor who was treating her that she would soon go home again with better help."

"We were already on our first day living together, when at night, before the trip, she came rushing to my house saying that her mother had recovered unexpectedly and that it was just a cold, as reported, of course it was very strange, since it was impossible for them to receive the letter so quickly in the situation they were in, but I was such an idiot that I took it into account. Then he told me that his mother allowed him to stay for a while in the town where I was, and that. she wouldn't risk traveling more and getting infected, which she did… Months passed, and we were almost a year old, in the eighth month she confessed to me that she was in love with me, I obviously reciprocated, because she seemed like the best woman I'd ever seen. I had never met in my life, after having let my mother die for money… When we were about to turn four months old, she confessed something horrible to me… She was an angel, she had been sent by the extermination in disguise along with other his companions to punish anyone who was an atheist and ignored the words of 'His Lord'… Obviously at first I didn't believe him and I just turned around laughing at such stupidity, when I felt something thick dig into my arm, I was lucky that it did not cross an artery or vein, making me scream… I turned my head in pain and saw her, the woman I loved so much, with wings, marks on her neck and a look of hatred and disgust, with a shiny spear and sharp in hand going through my arm… Maybe you know her as Lute… That son of a bitch…"

There Charlie knew that the appearance he had described to her was no coincidence. She turned around in surprise and looked at him with wide eyes and an open jaw. "It can't be true… The same person who is Adam's assistant… She told you killer…?" She asked, surprised and with a broken voice.

"Of course not, doll… She did something worse than that, that damn thing poisoned me with that stab, as punishment from the 'Divine Lord' he ordered to give to any sinner ignorant of his word to help in the situation… Thanks to her My skin in life began to rot along with my organs and flesh little by little, but the worst was my face… I no longer had skin on my face when I died, and the flesh was already rotting under the characteristic mask of the doctors of that time… Since she left me like that, I never took off my clothes or the medical mask again, until one day I got infected and died shortly after since my defenses were not good at all thanks to the state of my organs …And well, I came here like this for many years, I did my thing and I was in many rings thanks to the power I 'borrowed' from your father, he must have told you about it I suppose… And now look at me here, like a kind and happy idiot talking to a beautiful woman on a rotten bench in hell"

The blonde was silent for a long moment, shocked by everything the masked man had revealed to her just three minutes ago "I… I'm really sorry… I shouldn't have asked you that… It must have been quite hard for you." everything that happened…" Finally the feminine spoke, lightly taking his hand, squeezing it a little with empathy and sadness in her broken voice.

"Don't worry, you didn't know… It's not that I care much about talking about it, after all that's why I'm here, although if I'm honest, I stopped being an atheist when Lucifer himself gave me a place here although not directly, from there, I knew that God is of no use to this shitty world…" He explained somewhat angrily to the woman, squeezing her hand a little more "And also his angels… They are supposed to take care of humanity, and all they do is kill them and torture them until they can't stand it anymore…"

He paused for a moment to take his rifle, undoing the blonde's grip, who felt a little empty at the lack of contact "That's why I also came here… I know of a small rumor that curiously only spreads among Overlords and great ones from hell." They say that in the extermination that will take place in a few weeks they will attack the hotel first and that's why they went ahead… I don't know if it's true, but if it is, I know that bitch will be there… You don't know how much I'm going to enjoy it spray my poison on her and stab her just like she did with me and make her suffer until she dies again."

"Of course not! I'm not going to allow that __! It can go so wrong… I know what he did to you is priceless… But it's still not the solution, and you know it" He scolded him, raising his voice in a loud voice. delicately and taking his shoulders, shaking him childishly, staying close to him."

"Well… Pretty girl, I don't want to challenge your logic, but it's an extermination to kill demons left and right, I don't think the idea of ​​violence against violence is a problem for them" He reminded the woman in front of him, carrying His hand went back to her shoulder, caressing the back of her shoulder, intertwining their fingers once more.

She just shook her head and snorted obviously, of course it was called extermination for a reason, but it seemed too extreme to her, not to mention that she still didn't know clearly how to kill an angel, since she hadn't yet had enough time to think about it. go to the famous Carmilla Carmine, who had killed one almost half a year ago going unnoticed. "Of course I know, silly, but still, you can go very wrong, and unlife has a lot ahead of you, although I don't know how good that is, I don't want you… Well, no one takes risks in vain and much less for senseless revenge, do you understand?"

The one with drooping skin thought a little about his words, analyzing them all carefully, sighing when he immediately knew that the princess was right "Well… You win princess, but I want you to know that if that stupid thing happens to do something to you or someone who "Do not mind and try something against me, I'm not going to listen to you… For the moment I am at your service, dear…" He spoke flirtatiously at the end in a suggestive way, seeing the girl's pretty blush, making him laugh a little. [It will be very interesting to live with this beauty for a while…] he thought with a smile, tightening the grip that still remained in his hands.

★ GODDDD, I loved this, and I've never done anything with a Male reader, I still tried my best, I hope you liked it! >ㅅ< 💗

★ But, to all of these, I have a question, aren't those a lot of words? I don't want to overwhelm with so much text (˘･_･˘)

★ I also want to say that I already edited and finished my MasterList, so I will upload it followed by this One-Shot to link directly, in case you would like to see it (Please, I had a half-blessed day making and editing images so that you would think it's pretty ㅜㅅㅜ)

★ Again, credits to all the textual aesthetics and dividers to whom it may concern !