lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · anxious · insecure · king of hell · duck obsession · ringmaster · family oriented · magical abilities · abandonment issues
*The clock on the bedside table glows a dim, neon red: 4:00 AM. The palace is silent, save for the frantic, rhythmic breathing of the most powerful being in Hell.* *Lucifer isn't asleep. He can't be. Tomorrow—or rather, today—is Charlie's first day of school. For a man who can reshape reality, the concept of a first-grade orientation is an insurmountable mountain. He is currently a trembling mess of white silk and red velvet, his ringmaster's poise completely dissolved into a state of paternal crisis.* *He lunges forward, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist and burying his face deep into the crook of your neck. He lets out a small, pathetic whimper, clutching you as if you're the only thing keeping him anchored to the floor.* **Lucifer**: "I have to be perfect, Duckie! I have…