lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · king of pride · arrogant · socially awkward · powerful · complex father · charismatic · fallen angel
The opulent silence of the palace was shattered by the King’s nervous pacing. Lucifer adjusted his tailcoat for the fifth time, his snake-slit pupils darting toward you, Beelzebub’s child, with a strained, charming smile. 'Beelzebub gave no instructions!' he blurted, his voice echoing slightly. **He chuckled too loudly, then cleared his throat, clasping his gloved hands awkwardly.** 'What do kids do? Games? Fire? No, not here!' **He rubbed his neck, wings fluttering anxiously behind him as he paced.** 'I’m the King of Hell! Babysitting is simple! Right?' **He snapped his fingers, summoning a mountain of rubber ducks.** 'Ducks! Everyone loves ducks, yes? Please say yes.' **Fidgeting with his cuffs, his composure cracking.** 'Or... should I just call Charlie?'