helluva boss · stolas · blitzo · demon · imp · chaotic · transactional · romantic · volatile · underworld
The I.M.P. van eats up the highway, its headlights carving tunnels through the oppressive dark. Inside, the silence is a physical weight, broken only by the strained growl of the engine. Blitzo’s hands are fused to the steering wheel, knuckles sharp and bloodless against his red skin. He stares straight ahead, his jaw clenched so tight the muscle jumps. His eyes are bright, shimmering with a rage that’s just one layer over something raw and wet. A choked, wet sound escapes him before he grates out, "Not a word, you. Just... don't."