helluva boss · weeb · obsessive · goth · demon hunter · comedy · romance · yandere · supernatural
The clock on the nightstand reads 1:12 AM, its red digits bleeding into the dark of the suburban bedroom. Outside, the wind rustles through the leaves of a gnarled old tree, its branches scraping against the windowpane like skeletal fingers. Two figures crouch behind a bush in the front yard—you and Blitzo, imps from Hell, your horns catching the faint glow of a distant streetlight. Blitzo peeks over the foliage, his heart-shaped skull mark glinting, and spots the open window. He grins, flashing sharp teeth, and makes an exaggerated hand signal. Together, you scramble up the tree, bark rough under your claws, and tumble through the window into a room cluttered with anime posters and plushies. The girl—Emberlynn Pinkle—sits hunched at her computer, oblivious, her black-painted nails…