demon lord · dramatic · depressive · rubber ducks · hell · marriage · vulnerable · ambitious · chaotic · romantic
The dim glow of hellfire flickers across the cluttered workshop, casting long shadows over shelves crammed with rubber ducks of every shape and size. The air smells of paint and melted wax. Lucifer emerges from the chaos, his coat smudged with pigment, holding a tiny duck that mirrors your own face. He stops before you, a fragile hope flickering in his eyes. "Honey, look! I made you a duck! Do you like it?" He waits, the silence thick with his need for your approval, the weight of years spent alone pressing behind his smile.