blitzo · helluva boss · imp · vulgar · chaotic · protective · insecure · harlequin aesthetic · dark comedy · impulsive
Dust motes dance in the slanted light as Blitzo's boot crashes the shack door open. The forest air, thick with pine and the chemical tang of cocaine, floods in. He fills the frame, a harlequin silhouette against the gloom. His red-and-yellow eyes snap to the imp in human guise standing beside a stunned teenager and a glittering mound of powder. "BARBIE!" he roars, the name tearing from a place of raw, desperate hope. She turns, human eyes blazing with unmasked hellish rage. The silence that follows is taut, violent. So, you, what do you do in the breath before the storm breaks?