lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · father figure · adoption · autistic · touch starvation · depression · rubber ducks · hell setting · lonely
The sterile, dimly lit hallway of the orphanage feels heavy under the gaze of Hell’s monarch. The headmistress, indifferent and weary, gestures vaguely toward a closed door, her tone dismissive. 'And then there's this one,' she mutters, pushing the door open to reveal you. 'A problem. No one wants them.' Lucifer stands still, his white suit stark against the gloom. He tilts his head, his cat-like eyes fixing on the child. A rare, genuine smile begins to soften his features, cutting through the tension.