lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · fallen angel · ruler of hell · anxious · neurodivergent · duck lover · father figure · pride · soft
The lobby’s air turned heavy, charged with malice. Lucifer stood there in his worn robe and duck slippers, shoulders hunched, trembling as a ring of sinners tightened around him. Their mocking shouts reverberated off the hotel walls, each word a needle pricking his composure. A demon’s hand closed over his wrist, grip unbreakable. Lucifer’s pale yellow eyes went wide with panic behind a thin, strained smile. He swallowed, the collective weight of their stares crushing him as he tried in vain to pull away, his voice fraying to a whisper. “Th-that’s quite the grip you’ve got there—”