As a Loona fan, I find the turnaround regarding her ship trends hilarious.
To start with, her most popular ship used to be with Vortex--it was a sort of Romeo and Juliet thing, as even though they were on opposing sides, they still got along well, with Vortex seeming to have been Loona's first real friend.
It got to the point that people were upset that Vortex canonically has a girlfriend, so they made fics that not only speculated on who the girlfriend was, but also had her and Vortex separate in order to make LoonTex work.
Three years later, "Queen Bee" was released, and Vortex's girlfriend was revealed...
This reveal was when everyone changed their tune. Bee was just so damn likeable and fun that the pre-emptive hatred for her kind of evaporated.
Of course, it helped that she was pretty warm towards Loona.
This turn of events spawned two ships that pretty much overtook LoonTex:
HoneyMoon, Bee and Loona themselves. Also supported by the fact that they're canonically pan and bi, respectively.
A polycule of Bee, Tex, and Loona. The best of both worlds!
On the other end of things, Vortex has started to fall by the wayside in the fandom, probably not helped by his only other appearance so far in "Apology Tour", wherein he sang the more biting lyrics in "All 2 U" with his scorned boss, Verosika.
"No, no, no, he's a motherfucker"
Maybe there's more to this turnaround than all of this, but I still think it's an interesting piece of fandom history when it comes to my girl Loona.
This Helluva Boss collage is of Loona and Vortex, even though Tex has a girlfriend some people are still hoping that these two can get together. If that doesn't happen, Loona does have a second hellhound crush within the group of friends she made at the party Tex invited her to.
Ships: Loona × Bee-lzebub (HoneyMoon) + A little Vortex.
This is my first full Fanfic so constructive criticism is always welcome. :)
As she pulled up to the glowing gold mansion, Loona checked her phone. This must be the right address. Right? It fit the description Vortex had given: a huge mansion, surrounded by palm trees and a crowd of people. The seemingly endless sunlight reflected off the hundreds of hexagonal segments that made up basically every glass amenity, including the ginormous dome that served as the main party space. The parts that weren't glass were pristine white marble, encircling the dome in three rings.
Loona texted Vortex on her phone, “Hey I'm here where are u?”
“Hey! Loona! Over here!” Her head shot up as she looked around for the owner of the voice. A shadow suddenly loomed over her. She spun around, panic jolting through her veins.
“Shit! Vortex, don't sneak up on me like that.” She sighed, relaxing slightly.
“Sorry, Loon.” Loona looked up to meet Vortex’s eye, the one that wasn't blinded. He stood above the crowd of hell hounds, his hulking frame looming over anyone he talked to, his jet-black fur contrasting with the pastels and party colors of the hounds around him. Vortex grinned apologetically, and Loona returned an awkward smile.
“T-thanks for the invite,” she said, averting her gaze while nervously tucking her hair behind her ear and blushing
Vortex led Loona inside, nodding at the bouncers who promptly stepped aside, allowing them through.
“One sec, let me get us some drinks.” Vortex smiled while retreating into the crowd.
“Okay… good luck!” Loona yelled after him, and then immediately cringed. Good luck? Ugh, it's going to be so awkward when he gets back. Her ears drooped slightly.
Suddenly, the crowd behind her started cheering wildly. Loona spun around, her eyes widening as the lights dimmed. A giant disco ball descended from the ceiling, casting colorful beams of light around the room.
“Heyyyy, bitches!! Who's up to par-ty to-night!?” a voice called down from the disco ball.
A figure dropped from the disco ball, twirling gracefully through the air. Loona’s jaw dropped slightly as she recognized the figure as a hellhound. They flew through three floating rings made of some golden liquid. As Loona studied them, she noticed they had a small pair of insect wings on their back, along with two pairs of arms. An insect-hellhound hybrid, then? The demon did a loop-de-loop around the disco ball, followed by a steep dive, before landing with a flourish. The lights focused on her, allowing Loona to finally get a clear look.
The demon, a fox hellhound-insect hybrid, was pastel yellow with black fur on her legs and arms. She had huge ears with maroon markings on them and her face. Her eyes had long lashes with hot pink pupils. Her long hair and tail appeared to be made of honey, with a gradient of blue to gold to pink. The Hellhound was wearing a pink crop top and light pink booty shorts that revealed one of her most interesting features: her stomach appeared to be clear and filled with the same honey substance as her hair.
“Y'all ready to party with the Queen Bee of Glu-tto-ny? Come on!”
The Queen of Gluttony? Loona swore she had heard that name before. Oh,shit. That’s Bee-lzebub. She realized as Bee-lzebub jumped into the air, cheering and howling as she used her magic to conjure sweets and indulgences only possible in Hell. She flew around the room, enlarging food, even growing a fruit punch bowl into the size of a swimming pool.
At this point, Loona started to feel nervous. Where is Vortex? This wasn't what she had come for, she had come to hang out and shit. Not this. This wasn't her kind of party—actually, most parties weren't her kind of party—but this was too much. Her hands began to shake, and she covered her ears to block out the noise.
A comforting hand suddenly pressed down on her shoulder. She looked back to see Vortex, his face full of concern. In his other hand he held two red solo cups filled with a golden liquid.“You good, Loon?” he asked, studying her face.
Loona forced a smile. “Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, I don't get out much, so this is a bit overwhelming for me.” Vortex looked at her with a puzzled expression but handed her a drink.
“Awooh! Vortex!” Vortex and Loona turned to see Bee-lzebub flying straight at them. Loona flinched as she stopped at the last second. “The party’s buzzin’ now!” Bee exclaimed, looking at Tex. “Fuck!” she shouted, dusting herself off. “I think I went a little too hard with the confetti this time. I have, like,” she waved her hands, materializing a mini rainbow, “a rainbow... in my vagina right now.”
Loona's jaw dropped slightly. This is the Queen of Gluttony? She was flabbergasted.
Beel-zebub abruptly turned her attention to Loona. “Oh, hey! Is this the adorable pup you told me about?”
“Excuse me?” Loona snarled defensively
“She's such a fuckin’ cutie!” Bee-lzebub flew around her causing Loona to spin dizzily in an effort to keep an eye on her. She laughed as Loona stumbled. “Where you been hiding girl?”
Loona glanced at Vortex who laughed along with Bee. Ugh This is so embarrassing, I'm making a fool of myself. Loona felt anger bubble up inside her. “Is there something funny**?**” She growled, grinding her teeth, her ears pinned against her head.
“No, no.” The Queen held up her hands in mock defensiveness, while smiling. “I’m just so high in all this tasty energy right now!” She flew upwards spinning around with her hands out, as if basking in the light and attention. Bee-lzebub’s attention suddenly snapped back to Loona, she dove stopping until her face was inches from Loona’s “Tex says you don't get out much,” before pulling back, she gestured around. “I hope this itty-bitty get together as a fun intro.”
Loona glanced behind The Queen as two hellhounds started aggressively making out. “Mm-hm.”
“I would have thrown a bigger one but Belphegor wouldn't let me break into her stash of party drugs.” The Queen put her hands on her hips and crossed the other pair, seemingly pouting. “Fucking lame! I usually steal them, but she changed the locks.”
“Heh. Anyway, yeah Bee, this is Loona. And, Loona, this is my girlfriend Bee.” Vortex stepped up putting an arm around Bee-lzebub.
“Nice to meet ya bitch!” Bee shot finger guns at Loona.
The realization hit Loona like a truck. “Oh, this is… she’s hot!” That's what you did with couples right? Compliment them?
Bee laughed “Ha! You didn't tell me she was hilarious!” She glanced back at Tex. When she turned back her Loona swore she saw a confused half smile, before quickly pulling back into the grin Bee had on at all times. “Like seriously, so funny! You don't care how freaky you come off and I think that's. Fuckin’. Beautiful.”
Loona forced a smile “Yeah…” She turned to leave.
Hey, you good? You're given’ off, like, not good vibes right now.” Bee spun her back around, trying to look her in the eye. Loona glanced at Vortex who was looking at her, concerned.
Loona felt rage flow like lava in her veins. Why was Bee acting like she knew what Loona was feeling? She had it all and Loona had nothing. She could never relate. “Yeah, I’m fine.” She brushed Bee’s arm off.
“You sure? I'm always here to talk if you wa–”
“DON'T FUCKING ACT LIKE YOU KNOW ME!!” Loona spun around, screaming at Bee. “You act like you know what I'm feeling but you could never relate to me! We are not alike!”
Bee-lzabub’s nostrils flared, she stepped towards Loona. “What's that supposed to mean? You got a problem with me sour cream?” Suddenly Bee-lzebub, who Loona was just looking down at, was taller than her. She was growing, her eyes turned fully red and the mark on her forehead that Loona had thought nothing of had opened up like an eye.
You wanna go? Let's fucking go! Loona thought, reflexively she glanced at Tex, he averted his gaze. Suddenly Loona was jolted to her senses. What was she doing embarrassing herself in front of all these people and probably getting herself killed? She made one last aggressive glance into Bee-lzebub's eyes before stepping down. “You're right, I’m sorry. I’ll leave.” She looked down and dejectedly stalked away.
Bee shrunk back down to her normal size. Glancing at Loona with something like regret before turning to Tex. “Sorry, sorry. I got a little spicy there.” She took one last glance at Loona, who leaned against a wall, staring into her drink. “Now come on, let's party!” She pulled Tex back into the crowd.
Loona glanced up at the crowd and saw an imp couple dancing together, their smiles genuine and carefree. The sight made jealousy bubble up in her. She averted her gaze to look instead upward, taking in the interior of the dome. It looked even more impressive than the exterior, with grand staircases lining the hall, a huge open bar in the middle, and multiple levels along the sides, resembling a beehive.
A great disco ball spun on the ceiling, connected by what looked like a stripper pole, casting colorful lights across the room. Loona sighed, looking down at her drink. Feeling out of place and sick, she tipped her cup, pouring the contents into the plant next to her.
“I hope you aren't wasting my good honey,” a voice suddenly remarked.
Loona started, righting the cup's angle and looking up. Bee-lzebub stood not ten feet from her.
“Come to yell at me more? Listen, I’m gonna leave in a few, so you can go back to partying—”
“I don't want you to leave.”
“What?” I took all the willpower in Loona not look shocked. She stared Queen Bee in the eyes; this was the same person she had tried to fight just minutes ago. But when Loona locked eyes with her, she saw regret? That couldn't be right.
Bee walked toward her, stopping to lean on the wall next to her. As she slid down to Loona’s level, she sighed. “Look, I'm sorry for what happened back there,” she began, staring off into the crowd. “I- I can taste the flavor of people at my parties and I could tell that you weren't having a good time, so I tried to fix it ‘cause you know—the more people who are happy, the happier I feel. But I was thinking about what you said, and it's true.”
Loona couldn’t believe it. Did an actual Sin just validate my feelings? “Look, I see what you're trying to do, but I'll be leaving soon so you won't have a damper on your party, and you can just move on with your life like I never existed. That would be easier than this—”
“SHUT UP!” Loona froze as Bee stood up from the wall to look her in the eyes, then rubbed her temples. “Sorry, what I mean is, stop talking to yourself that way! I bet you could have SO much more fun at parties if you just let yourself go.”
Loona gave her a confused look, and Bee sighed again. “And maybe I don't get it, maybe a Sin could never truly understand someone at the bottom of the hierarchy. But something I can tell you is that you're so focused on not being a bother and impressing people that you don't let yourself have any fun.”
“I- I don't know what you're talking about,” Loona stuttered, breaking the stare.“
Look, I won't pretend I didn't see the way you look at Vortex. We’re totally up for new partners by the way\~” Loona turned red instantly. In some rings, a Sin would kill you for looking at their partner the wrong way, but Bee was inviting her into their relationship?
Bee guided her chin to look her in the eyes. “But that's the thing about parties, they're a place where people let themselves go. If you pretend to be this stuck-up, party-hating bitch the whole time, no one's gonna want to date you. Plus, even if they do, they're gonna find out it's not the real you pretty fast.”
Loona narrowed her eyes. “So, what is this about?”
“This is about you letting yourself enjoy the party!” Bee moved back, looking up with her arms out. “And letting your true self shine!” She looked back at Loona. “So what do you say? Wanna give it a try?”
With that, Bee-lzebub, one of the Seven Deadly Sins, extended her hand to Loona, a Hellhound at the bottom of the bottom. Loona hesitated for a second. Maybe Bee was right; maybe she was acting like a stuck-up bitch. Perhaps it was time she just let herself go. Loona looked Bee in the eyes, then grasped her hand, allowing herself to be pulled into the vibrant chaos of the party, ready to embrace whatever came next.
Do you have any more headcanons for the farm cat au
Heck yeah I do:
Stolas and Stella were mostly "forced" to be together, so that they could make an award-winning breed for their owners. Stella pretends to be more loving in front of the owners, but as soon as they're gone, she's frigid. Stolas is just here x3
Verosika hates visiting the farm and getting her paws all dirty. However, she does use it as an excuse to secretly quench her yearning for Blitzo, which she shows with the most humblest of hisses.
The farm is owned by the Magnes. Yes, Razzle and Dazzle are little dwarf geets in this.
Blitzo is often found in the stables, on horse's backs, or even trying to race some of them. Spoiler: he hardly ever wins.
Loona always gets oddly playful whenever Vortex is around and even forgets her surroundings, slipping into a mud puddle or two. It's fine tho. Tex just joins in and deals with the punishment later.
Moxxie isn't a huge fan of the cold or snow, so he often hides within a haystack or inside one of the tractors.
Meanwhile, Millie and Striker both love to play in the snow. Striker will often leap into snow like foxes do, sometimes to help dig Millie out from it. They also try to hide their little Robo Fizz toy in there, but it always remains or gets right back home.
Despite liking the snow, Striker will curl up with Millie and Moxxie to keep them warm, since their coats aren't as thick. Plus, he doesn't mind when the twolegs light the fire pit some nights.
Blitzo likes to steal a small stick from the fire pit and run around like the little arsonist that he is.
Catch all cats on the farm watching a bunny hop along in the snow and begin making chittering noises.
They all also like to watch fireflies float around during the Summer.
Striker ate a firefly to gain its power. He got worms. Close enough.
During the evening hours, Loona will indulge Blitzo's manic episodes and play around with him, saying that it's just cause she wants sleep.
