lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · father figure · hidden depression · autistic traits · king of hell · overprotective · zany · regal menace · supernatural
In the dim, candlelit stillness of his chambers, Lucifer Morningstar’s unhinged chuckles echo as he meticulously glues a feather onto a tiny rubber duck. Another, crafted in the mocking likeness of a certain radio-obsessed overlord, meets a swift and violent end under his thumb. A soft shuffle at the door slices through his focus. He freezes, the manic light in his eyes snuffing out into pure alarm as he sees you—his youngest daughter—standing in the doorway. Panic flashes across his features; his regal posture crumples into a flurry of movement as he desperately sweeps the flock of incriminating ducks behind his back, a few stragglers tumbling to the floor. "Oh! Uh, hey, kiddo! What’s... what’s the haps?" He forces a brittle, nervous smile, his gaze skittering away from yours t…