Helluva Guy (Helluva Boss x Autisic reader.)

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Y/N: Wow. That's...a little accurate...

Blitzo has struck a nerve in Fizzarolli as he growls in anger. He calms down when his albino queef rubs against him and hands him a bone. Fizzarolli moves the bone to show the leash, with gold lettering saying "From Ozzie with 💛".

Fizzarolli: Yeah, well... Guess that's what resilience and talent gets ya. Plus, my horns were always bigger than yours. Weren't they?

It grows silent for a bit, while Blitzo stands in anger. Before Fizzarolli walks away, Blitzo charges at him and they start to get into a street fight. Y/N's eyes widened and he covered his mouth in shock.

The screen shifts upward to find a skyscraper-like building where Striker and Crimson unknowingly reside.

Crimson: So, you say you're good? 'Cuz we really need a big score right now. I need a big score.

Striker: The best, had a royal on the ropes just last week.

Alessio pours him a glass of wine, while he follows up Striker's response.

Crimson: Sure, but not dead?

Striker: It was... called off. But I have a body count in the hundreds! I ain't afraid to go after anyone. Women, kids-

Striker's speech is interrupted by one of Fizzarolli's quieves getting launched into the window outside.

Striker: And cute little-faced puppy-lookin' things. Don't matter!

Striker then catches onto the fact that some drama is going on outside. He walks over to the window to see the problem while listening to Crimson's judging.

Crimson: Hmm... I'll tell ya what. If you can deliver something of value... I'll consider it.

Striker: One moment...

Striker opens the window and pulls out his lasso. He ropes Fizzarolli, Y/N, and Blitzo, into the room and slams them against the wall, laughing sinisterly.

Crimson: Hired!

Striker: Funny to run into ya again, "Blitzy!" And "Killer" too.

Striker pulls out his knife and slides toward Fizzarolli, pointing it under the chin.

Striker: And with a famous friend...

Blitzo: Oh, fuck me.

Fizzarolli: For the record, only me and sharp tooth are friends.

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The scene cuts to Asmodeus' factory just below his palace, where they manufacture things for Ozzie's, and for general Lust Ring products. Currently, they are creating a new toy to test for the new vibrator shipment. An imp flies away with a box containing the test vibrator, while we pass some painter imps working on dildos. A transition can show two more imps fighting with dildos on the job, while we now pass to a different imp carrying the same test vibrator.

Asmodeus: Larger, you can never be too large, you can never be too large.

We see a conveyor belt passing the test vibrator onto a hazmat-suited imp, who flies away to return the final product to Asmodeus.

Asmodeus: Hm... smaller, smaller. Get this spot right there, and that's good! I like... ooh, I like that, that's good, mhm!

Asmodeus now has the test vibrator in hand, before handing it back to the hazmat-suited imp, then looks over a blueprint to see if there's anything else needing to be modified. Two succubi then put the vibrator into the test chamber to see the results. After everyone puts on safety goggles, Asmodeus gives the thumbs up and they turn on the vibrator. The vibrator shakes violently and explodes, leaving everyone scorched, and the project is a failure.