#loon boss

[figurine13]

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

It started back when he was 16.

His parents found out about him and Vlad thanks to the fruitloop being an idiot and practically outing them both. Danny was so lucky that he had planned for a situation like this. He had go-bags ready with a few changes of clothes, a thermos, some weapons, a star projector, lots of money from Sam and enough medical supplies to make a hospital jealous.

It was a good thing too, after crippling the GIW and destroying all the gear they and the Fentons had they destroyed their research and everything ghost related. Vlad at this point was already dead so he wasn't much of a concern.

Dannys had landed in an alley in a new dimension, only problem now was the parting shot his mother gave him on his back. Due to the placement of it Danny couldn't reach to treat it properly and he didn't know anyone in this dimension who could help him.

Thats when his ghost sense went off. He groaned, hoping he wouldn't have to fight a new ghost in this state when a man in a red helmet (Mask?) walked up to him and motioned for peace.

"I'm not going to hurt you." The man said gently, "I just wanna look at that injury, maybe help."

Danny stared at him. He didn't feel anything off about the guy and Danny prided himself on being a good judge of character. "Okay." He scooted himself around so his back was exposed to the stranger.

"Wow, you're really not from around here." Danny stiffened, had he been tricked? The man made no moves to hurt him, just got to work tending to his wound. The man was swift, and aside from the slight sting of an ointment he didn't recognize there was no pain at all.

Once Danny was all patched up the guy made to leave, "Wait!" Danny called out and the man halted, "Who are you?" The man turned his head to look back at him, still facing away from him, "Red Hood."

As it turned out, Red Hood was the new up and coming crime lord who everyone was talking about. He came seemingly out of nowhere and was making a lot of waves in Gothams underbelly. Gotham...so this was Dannys new haunt.

Danny wanted to protect it but...he wanted to protect Red Hood even more. So when he heard about Red Hood forming a gang he made a decision. He gathered up materials to make his own supervillian outfit- basically an all black outfit with a long hooded coat and combat boots- and to add the finishing touch he put on a all white gas mask that he had made himself, complete with a voice modulator, night vision, heat vision, etc. If Hood ever wanted him to prove it was him he could make his mask glow using his ghost powers. Not that it was needed. Hood seemed to be able to sense him in a similar way that Danny could but in a much much smaller range.

With that being said, hoods men didn't trust him at first, which was fair considering he just started randomly appearing at their operations and helping them out...by force usually. They weren't sure what to make of him but Danny didn't want to go through the usual goon enlistment process as Hood would want to know his name and face and everything else and Phantom was...well a phantom.

Danny liked to hide, even in plain sight. He couldn't deny the little game of cat and mouse they had was fun. Hood would try to follow him home or track him or get him to take off the mask and Phantom would dodge his attempts every time.

It took a while, but Red Hood did eventually come to trust him, going so far as to make Danny his right hand man after 3 years of working together, though that may also be because he had rarely failed any of the tasks Hood had given him.

Maybe thats why he never told any of the bats about him. He had picked up that there was something between Hood and the bats but he never could figure out what it was without prying into his bosses personal life. Still, it was rather shocking when Red Hood showed up one day with a large red bat symbol splayed across his chest.

It also made him look at how freaking chiseled his boss was. He couldn't count how many times he had to drag his eyes away from his abs and chastise himself for thinking that way.

Danny was in love with a man whos face he would never see. But that was fine. He was happier standing by this man's side and yearning than he ever was back in Amity and it wasn't like Hood knew his face or name either.

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He felt like a halfa though an incomplete one. He had a core but it felt hollow, like the soul was forcibly removed somehow and only emotions remained. Hood gained a bad reputation for flying into a monstrous rage but was always calm when Danny was near, a fact that even Red Hood himself seemed to pick up on.

Hood began to fall for his second in command pretty quickly, always trying to feed him and take care of him (as is his love language) while Danny was openly obsessed with assuring Hoods safety and well being even going so far as to use his powers (that no one knows about) to overshadow a computer and hack into the bats systems to make sure Hood was okay after a prolonged period of him being MIA.

The bats are freaked but Danny being Danny gets lucky and they always seem to miss his trail by a hair. Lucky ghost.

Things start going sideways when Fenton tech starts showing up in this new dimension only for Danny to find out his parents have remade the portal and are looking for him. The bats are being hunted by his parents and and the now rogue government agency the GIW. Danny tries to explain things to Hood without compromising his own secrets but once the newest Robin gets captured and Hood freaks Danny puts everything on the line to go rescue the stabby bird.

[hazbin-helluva-itch]

Or not...

[allastoredeer]

What do you think of Bee-lzebub × Loona (× Vortex?) as a ship?

I think they're so cute! Especially if its Bee/Loona/Tex. I would not be disappointed if that became a thing in canon, but if it was just a platonic Bee/Loona/Tex, I would be happy with that too.

I just want Loona to have a nice big support group. I remember reading some Helluva Boss fun facts and one of them is that Hellhounds have a very tight knit community, and that Loona's anti-socialness is actually very outside of the norm. I figure it probably has something to do with her backstory/upbringing, but I just want her to have people around her that she loves and trusts (outside of I.M.P, of course).

I also love the ship because then we have Blitz who's dating a Goetia (Stola), Blitz's friend, Fizz, who's dating a sin (Ozzie), and then Blitz's daughter dating another sin (Bee), and then his co-workers Millie and Moxie who in and of themselves are as much of a power couple as any of the others. Like??? It just runs in the family, I guess.

[syn0vial]

me encountering etiquette expert william hanson in random youtube videos: what a prick 🙄

me encountering etiquette expert william hanson in the podcast, "help, i sexted my boss": what a prick 🤭

[fallout-lou-begas]

turns out batman: arkham asylum (2009) is the absolute perfect 7/10 metroidvania with a really cool and distinctly exaggerated creepy asylum environment to explore, and a genuinely endearing overload of late-2000s video game design cliches (audio tapes, walk-and-talk cutscenes integrated into the gameplay, characters bark repetitive voice lines if you do things other than the objective, following glowing trails of stuff). it holds up!

and then there's the goons. the endless horde of large and stupid and large meatheaded goons who say shit like "i ain't afraid a da bat..." and "da jokah's gonna rule dis city!". they have yet to be surpassed, they without a doubt remain the high water mark for bad guys to beat up in video games and a landmark achievement for goons in general

[uniquecellest]

IT WAS ONLY A WEEK BETWEEN WESTERN ENERGY AND OOPS

yall cannot tell me that Blitzø was not seething when Striker called him Blitzy bc only Stolas has ever done and can do that.

You cannot convince me that Stolas did not receive a similar message that Asmodeous did concerning Fizz about Blitzø.

YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME THAT AT SOME OTHER POINT THIS SEASON OR EVEN THE NEXT STRIKER WILL NOT USE BLITZØ'S OR STOLAS' SAFETY AGAINST THE OTHER

[blitzosicedcoffee]

Don't often write about Moxxie and That's a Crime, honestly :)

Based on Blitz's calendar in full moon that says they had a "Moxxie Day" . Takes place before Full Moon.

[kimjunnoodle]

@imitationdrow

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[gh0stieink]

Wanted to practice drawing furry art, so I decided to draw my fave girl; Loona from Helluva Boss

[evaiskindaweird]

New pinned post!

I'm just here to be a lil goober lmao

Name: Eva :3

Age: 14 1/2

I joined Tumblr a while ago, back in 2020, but the account was deleted :(

My interests include: Wordgirl, Urusei Yatsura, Art, Kubz scouts, FNAF, Class of 09, Hazbin and Helluva, Jazmin Bean, Lucy Loone, Elita, Melanie martinez, Lain, monster high, Daria, the boondocks, Bludgeoning angel dokuro chan

Fav ships: Mingcallister, Vibecky, Viscoops(wordgirl)

Ozzeralli (Helluva boss)

Chaggie (Hazbin hotel)

Emicole (class of 09)

TimxSally (Theyre already married but still I love them)(Wordgirl)

Janedaria (Daria)

Lum x Ataru (urusei yatsura)

Fav characters!

Tim, Sally, Scoops, Becky! (Wordgirl)

Nicole, Emily, Jecka (Class of 09)

Vaggie, Charlie, Cherri Bomb, Moxxie, Loona, Stolas, Octavia, Millie (Hazbin and Helluva)

Lain!!!!! (Serial experiments lain)

Draculaura, Cleo, Clawdeen, Lagoona, and Toralei, Nefera (Monster High)

Huey Freeman (Boondocks)

Lum (Urusei Yatsura)

Daria and Jane (Daria)

Dokuro Chan (Bludgeoning angel)

Fav books/authors:

Rumiko Takahashi (read inuyasha 1 and Ranma 1/2 1, gonna read Urusei Yatsura next!)

Studio CLAMP (personally loved chobits and xxxholic)

MY OWN SHOW!!! I'm making my own show called the experiments! It's gonna be TV-14, and I'm accepting Voice actors, artists, writers, and music creators!

(I can't pay since I'm 14, so sorry!) :(

(and btw, I used to be wordgirl-reboot-eva, but I canceled my reboot July 29th, 2023. U can still ask about it tho ;] )

COMMISSION BLOG: @totally-not-evas-art-blog

[iminaworldofpureimagination]

[darkmasterofcupcakes]

She undoubtedly covers it up as much as she can. but I don't think it's a stretch to say Loona probably has some degree of self-worth issues? I mean, when we see the flashback to when she was adopted, the woman running the orphanage she's in just casually talks about her, saying she'll never amount to anything and just effectively saying they're going to be glad to get rid of her when she ages out of the system; and that's not only the first time I can remember seeing Loona cry, but her body language makes me feel like that's something she's heard a lot and likely internalized.

And then there's how her attitude changes a bit when Blitzo first threatens to replace her, going from angry to almost kind of hurt (though she switches back very quickly). Kind of makes me wonder if there's at least part of her that assumes that despite everything to the contrary, she was adopted to do a job (the timeline of when she was adopted compared to when the company started is vague but I feel like they happened fairly close together) and if Blitzo decides to replace her as a receptionist....he'll just get rid of her in general.

And considering I feel like she'd at least tell herself that she could handle living on her own, I think the issues with the idea of being "tossed out" stem more from what was likely years, if not basically a lifetime, of being told nobody wanted her.

[tipsybajr]

[deadsetobsessions]

Gothic mushroom shaped candles. Danny picked one up, grinning. Sam would have love these on her alters. Very Sam, very Gotham.

It a bit bittersweet, now that he could think of her without being paralyzed by crushing grief. Her and Tucker both. Danny turned, keeping an eye on Tim as he glared into the case of used cameras.

Danny walked over and tried not to feel guilty about practically mooching off of a child. Even if the money he was using was actually the Drakes’.

“Like anything you see?”

Tim shook his head. Danny pondered over what little he knew of photography- all of which he learned from documentaries that were more focused on nature.

“I think there might be a camera store a couple of blocks down. We could get the ones that takes photos of animals, like the really big ones that takes photos of wildlife?”

“I guess. I mean, I don’t need it since we can…” Tim glanced around suspiciously. Danny willed his mouth to not smile at Tim’s antics. “Fly close,” the kid finished in a whisper.

“Okay, but what about when I’m not there?”

Tim hunched up on himself and Danny despaired inwardly. Uh oh, what did he say now?”

“Are you going somewhere?” Tim quietly asked, sounding hurt and upset.

“No,” Danny soothed, patting Tim on the head. I mean, what if I’m busy with stuff but you want to go take pictures without me?”

“You said to go get you whenever I wanna go out to take pictures.”

“Okay, yeah, I- well, we might as well get you a quality camera, right? To take really really good pictures of the… local wildlife. Like… the birds and the bats, and all that.” Danny winked exaggeratedly.

Tim blinked and giggled when he got the joke. “Okay, as long as you’re staying!”

Danny grinned, fangs and all. “Of course.”

——

At the end of their shopping spree, generously provided and sponsored by the Drake family and their heavy black card, Danny got a phone and Tim got a wild life camera that was a whopping $4,000 but was compact enough to not look absolutely ridiculous.

“It’s heavy!” Tim whined, as he grinned like a loon.

“It’s quality,” Danny plopped the shopping bags on the island in one of the giant kitchens Drake manor had. “I’ll make dinner. You figure out those settings and you can tell me about it when we eat.”

“Okay!” Tim hummed excited, quick fingers and laser focus already aimed at his new device.

Danny picked up his new phone and dialed a number he knew by heart. As it rung, Danny held it up to his ear and began prepping the ingredients. At least

“Hello?” His sister’s cautious voice came through the phone. Danny’s shoulders relaxed.

“Heya, Jazz.” He could see Tim’s ears all but perk up in order to eavesdrop. His mouth quirked up in amusement and Danny turned away. He probably shouldn’t be encouraging that kind of behavior… but it was funny.

“Danny! Are you okay? I- I heard that they chased after you and I was worried sick! Are you safe? Any injuries? Do I need to pick you up?”

“I’m good. Promise. Not bleeding out or dying. It’s actually pretty nice right now,” Danny paused before turning back a little more so he could watch Tim’s reaction peripherally. “Hey, listen, can I adopt a little brother?”

He watched Tim sit up straighter eyed flickering up to him and back down again, a secretly pleased look on his face as he figured out that Danny was in fact talking about him.

“Danny, what the hell?” Jazz huffed, audibly relieved to know that Danny wasn’t on his merry way to becoming a full on ghost. “Who, why, and what kind of trouble did you get into now?”

“Hey, this was me getting out of trouble. Those people don’t even know where I escaped to. Tim helped me out a lot,” Danny said in the tone that meant ‘and there’s more to it but I can’t tell you right now.’

“His name’s Tim?”

“Yeah, you wanna say hi?”

Tim looked terrified as he heard Danny’s side of the conversation. Danny could relate.

“Alright. But you’re explaining everything later, got it?”

“Sure thing, boss.”

Danny turned to Tim, abandoning the peas he was shelling and rinsing off his hand to hold the phone.

“Tim, my sister, Jazz, wants to say hi. Are you cool with that?”

“Uhm! Yeah! Yeah, sure.” Tim, honest to ancients, squeaked. Danny’s enhanced hearing could pick up Jazz’s already melting heart. He taped a button.

“Jazz, you’re on speaker.”

“Hey, Tim. I’m Jazz. Thanks for taking care of my little brother!”

“Uh, hi, Jazz! I’m Timothy Drake! And, uh, you’re welcome! Anytime!”

Tim glanced at Danny for reassurance, relaxing a bit when the halfa threw him a double thumbs up.

Jazz went quiet.

“Jazz, you good?” Danny asked.

“We’re adopting him. Danny, you better make sure knows about everyone. Hi, Tim, I’m Jazz, your new big sister.”

“Uh- I have parents.”

“That can be fixed,” Jazz casually brushed off. Tim looked like a deer in headlights, so Danny took his sister off speaker and went back to cooking. He made sure to smile at Tim.

“Don’t worry, we won’t adopt you if you don’t want to. But it wasn’t a joke, we’re very serious.”

“I’ll think about it?”

Danny shrugged. “Good enough for me.”

“So, where are you?” Jazz asked him, rustling coming through on the phone.

“Gotham.”

“You are so fucking lucky I love you, dumbass. I’ll be there tomorrow at noon.”

“Playing hooky, are you?”

“Fuck off, little brother, before I show Tim your toddler pictures.”

“Thanks, Jazz.”

“Bye, Danny. Don’t get killed again when I’m not there, got it?”

“Sure, sure.”

Danny smiled and returned to his agenda of stuffing as many vegetables into one meal as he can. At least the food isn’t trying to tear out his face.

——

Robin hasn’t heard the eerie giggles around lately, but he’s been practicing his own. It’s weird though, because there’s always a glint of something in the corner of his eyes.

“Robin, muggers.”

“On it, B. Shall we, Batgirl?”

“Let’s go, Boy Wonder.”

[senzasord]

I'm so hot

red hot

so hot i'm burning up

(i have a fever)