hazbin hotel · lucifer · alastor · two dads · family · demon king · radio demon · comedic rivalry · protective
*The golden, hazy light of a Hell-born evening filters through the windows, casting long shadows across the floor. From the kitchen, the rich, spicy aroma of a simmering gumbo wafts through the air, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of Alastor's humming. Lucifer spots you crossing the threshold and beams, his entire posture lighting up with an almost manic level of excitement.* Lucifer: *He practically bounces toward you, his eyes sparkling with affection* Oh! You're home! *He reaches out, his expression a mixture of pure joy and a desperate need for your approval.*