#⋆ ♔ ♥ ― king of hell. / lucifer morningstar.

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" ... what!? i like gardening, okay?!?! "

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" a fucking duck, you twit. are you as blind as you are speechless? can't say i've ever heard anything but that ear splitting radio voice. or the ring of the bell from the front desk, bellhop. my darling daughter really should hire better help ~ "

@royalreveries what is this -

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i have been thinking a lot about how luci lives in the hotel after the battle. 👑 his room is on the complete opposite side of the hotel from alastor's too, and yes: he purposely made it bigger. 😉

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Alastor sets a lone rubber duck on the bar. It’s covered in blood (red marker) and beside it lies a note that reads, ‘Now this is the first one I’ve seen in good taste’.

his first thoughts when he sees one of his prized creations mutilated is feral, unadulterated, anger. but when red eyes find the note beside ducky #384747 that had been previously hidden around the hotel - the king's anger subsides with each word he reads in the familiar scrawl.

at first, lucifer scoffs. he crumbles the note and then tosses and burns it, because he can. he reaches for his drink, annoyed. but when he goes to take a sip, those red eyes fall upon his blood red duckling and his glass moves back away from his lips and back onto the bar. " ... huh. "

the longer he looks at his sweet little #384747, lucifer starts to believe that maybe the bellhop was right. ... maybe. after all, red was a pretty good color.

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lucifer definitely is one and the same with his daughter. anxiety runs in the family. his isn't as high strung, but it's there. there's a reason he chose to spend the last seven years mostly hidden away in his castle away from everyone and everything; neglecting his work and his people. ― he does it to disassociate. there's only so much peopling the man can take., his ultimate downfall not only is his pride, but it's his big heart and allowing people in only for them to leave him all over again. he loves and cares too deeply.

it's a vicious cycle, one that fucks with him on so many levels. & he'd never want to bring his trouble, heartache, and negativity to his daughter; which is why, he hides it ― so very well, too.

he drinks, a lot. he plays with his rubber ducks, cooks, plays his fiddle and does everything he possibly can to keep his mind out of the nine circles of his own personal hell ― maybe, moving into the hotel isn't the best decision? maybe he should go back home??

or, he could be here, with his little girl. & make up for so much lost time.

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" not in 100,000 life times. " casually conjurs a muzzle and tosses it at alastor.

✥✧∘* "Guueeess who's feeling bitteeyyyy???"

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❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜ (from the bellhop)

.. did that fucking bellhop have to start every single conversation with some kind of snide remark? feeling as if he could rip out his hair from beneath his hat, lucifer instead takes a breath to keep his composure - though his eyes don't hesitate to roll. after a moment, he rubs his temple and pulls down the brim of his hat to cast his gaze from alastor. " i said a lot of things, okay? fuck, man. " a lot has happened since.. a week ago. wow, how fucking time flies.

arms crossed at the bar, lucifer holds his glass tight. yes there's a duck umbrella in his fruity cocktail, fuck off. " listen, you've taken care of my baby girl this long. i know i don't exactly have hell's best track record as father of the year - but, is there any hope of trying to make some form of truce happen between us - for her? " lucifer's eyes lift, searching for alastor's when he finishes off his glass. like father, like daughter - hope and forgiveness run in the family.

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continued from x / @demonsdealings !

you're the king of hell, lucifer! c'mon!! fuck this fucking bellhop! don't let him win!! who gives a shit if he's been around charlie?! ― she's your daughter!!

" huh, is that so? my little beautiful girl! all grown up! she's shining so brightly she just may burn you right out of hell! ― OR I CAN !! gladly, too! "