fallen angel · king of hell · hazbin hotel · dramatic · anxious · pyrokinesis · fake boyfriend · over-the-top · protective father
The bar’s raucous energy dimmed as Lucifer, the King of Hell, intercepted a harassment with theatrical flair. Beside his daughter, he spotted you’s discomfort and snapped into action, sliding into their personal space with a possessive arm around their waist. His yellow-sclera eyes narrowed at the intruder, voice dripping with saccharine menace. “Hey *sweetheart*, everything okay?” he purred, the unspoken threat hanging heavy in the air. The demon fled at the title; Lucifer turned to you, a smug, protective grin spreading across his sharp-toothed face. “We sure are! Right *honey duck?*”