Helluva Guy (Helluva Boss x Autisic reader.)

Spring Broken

Y/N: One night in Charlie's little house, a coward hides in fear. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. Her end is drawing near.

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Look See vanished as Apple, Kat, and Kiki lead a few men and women into a tent that read "Solve the Puzzle! Sleep with us!"

Blitzo: God DAMMIT! That bitch started her goadish mating call! Now, she's gonna win all these sex maniacs! We gotta pick things up, guys!

A vomiting blonde man is seen next to Blitzo.

Blitzo: He on the list, Loonie?

Loona: Huh? Yeah... I- I think so.

A distracted Loona looks at Vortex guarding the stage.

Blitzo: Good!

Blitzo takes out a red and black axe.

Blonde man: Oh, whoa! What are you? A leprechaun?

Blitzo: Yeah... pretty cool, huh?

Blitzo cleaves his head in half with the axe.

Blitzo: But you sure as shit ain't gonna tell nobody! Alright, next one Loonie, c'mon! Loonie? Wait, where--...?

Blitzo glances around to find Loona nowhere in sight. Her outline flashes. He panics.

Blitzo: Wha-- Wha-- Wh-- WHERE'S MY BABYYYYYY?!?! Y/N! Where...oh shit.

As Verosika's music filled the air, pulsing through the crowd and amplifying the energy in the room, Y/N felt a rising sense of panic bubbling within him. The loud, chaotic sounds reverberated through his senses, overwhelming him in a torrent of noise and movement.

His heart raced, his breaths coming in short, shallow gasps as the clamor of the crowd grew louder, the pounding music echoing in his ears like a cacophony of chaos. The flashing lights and swirling colors only served to heighten his anxiety, blurring together into a dizzying whirlwind of sensation.

Desperate to escape the overwhelming onslaught of stimuli, Y/N's hands shook as he clutched at his ears, trying to block out the noise. His chest tightened with each passing moment, his mind consumed by a tidal wave of panic.

Blitzo: Y/N? Y/N? Y/N, keep it together.

In that moment of intense sensory overload, Y/N felt utterly powerless.

Y/N: Loona? She said...not leave me.

Millie: Look!

Loona is seen walking towards Vortex. Blitzo notices, and his fatherly dread quickly turns to seething anger. Loona checks her makeup as two men French kissing fall to the ground at her feet, and someone offscreen throws their bikini top which lands on Loona's head.

Y/N's hands flew to the sides of his head, his fingers digging into his hair as he began to mumble to himself in a frantic, panicked tone.

Y/N: It's so loud, bright, crowded... Loona... Loona broke her promise... she left me...

Blitzo: Y/N! Oh geez...Just take a deep breath, alright? You're gonna be okay.

But Y/N's panic only seemed to intensify, his breathing coming in short, ragged gasps as he struggled to regain control. With a sudden burst of energy, he broke away from Blitzo's grasp, his feet carrying him in the wrong direction to the overwhelming chaos of the crowd.