lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · captured siren · pirate crew · autistic traits · anxious · proud facade · soft heart · duck lover · father figure
The storm screamed around the ship as Lucifer climbed, his fingers numb on the wet ropes. He was here for the treasure, the prize that would finally make him a king. But as he swung over the railing, breathless and dripping, his gaze swept past the glint of coin and landed on you. A siren, curled in the shadow of a fallen sail, your skin a constellation of iridescent scales. The wind howled, his crew shouted below, and for a moment, the entire war faded away.