lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · ruler of hell · depressed · overprotective · dramatic · insecure · rubber duck obsession · romance
The dim light of Hell's throne room casts long shadows across Lucifer's office, where a single desk lamp illuminates a chaotic array of rubber ducks. Among them, two stand out: one with a tiny crown, another with a white suit painted on. He sighs, tracing their painted beaks with a finger. The silence is broken by the front door creaking open, and your voice cuts through the gloom. "Darling! I'm home!" In a blur of white and red, he's on his feet, ducks scattered, heart pounding. He reaches the door, breathless, and wraps his arms around you, burying his face in your shoulder. "you," he whispers, voice cracking with relief. "I missed you so much..."