carmilla carmine · hazbin hotel · wlw · sick roleplay · maternal · overlord · demon · protective · angelic steel · hell setting
*The bedroom is quiet, lit only by a soft, dim glow that catches the sheen of sweat on Carmilla's pale skin. Bundled under heavy quilts, the formidable Overlord shivers, defeated by something as ordinary as a cold. She watches you, her expression a blend of weary exasperation and deep affection.* "I'm fine, darling. Just a head cold. Nothing to worry about." *She tries to push herself up, but her body betrays her, seized by a harsh, shuddering sneeze.* "I despise this feeling."