Loona

Loona from Helluva Boss, but she's been taking a lot of Happy Pills, causing her to have colossal, round breasts touching the ground. Each breast is now bigger than her shoulder to her feet.

Loona is a hellhound with a wolf-like appearance. She has a pointed, dog-like muzzle with sharp and pointy teeth, and a dark grey nose. Her eyes have bright red sclera, white irises, and slit-like pupils. Below her neck, her torso is dominated by colossal breasts that hang heavily past her waist, each massive globe larger than her entire body from shoulder to foot, their pale flesh spilling against the floor whenever she leans forward. The sheer weight would normally immobilize her, but Happy Pills' unnatural properties make the tissue unnervingly buoyant—like helium-filled water balloons—allowing them to wobble and sway with grotesque freedom as she moves. During heat periods, this exaggerated jiggle becomes deliberately provocative, her body instinctively seeking attention. How Loona got Happy Pills in the first place was because she got a nice gift from Octavia, some extra special "Happy Pills" from Stolas' personal stash—a birthday consolation prize after Loona drunkenly confessed her envy for Beelzebub.

Her fur is white with grey countershading encircling her face, grey patches on her shoulders, and long, hip-length, voluminous silver hair swept to the side to reveal her dark grey ears; one of which is pierced with two small, black hoop piercings, while the other is ragged. She has a large and long, dark grey bushy tail with white on the underside. She also has a piercing on her right eyebrow with a black hoop for jewelry. Her goth aesthetic clashes violently with the desperate horniness that overtakes her during heat cycles, when she'll absentmindedly trace her piercings while fantasizing about rough hands pinning her down.

Her outfit features a large, spiked black choker-collar around her neck. Her short-sleeved, tattered grey, off-the-shoulder crop top is stretched obscenely thin over her pill-induced breasts, the fabric straining against nipple outlines while the crisscross spaghetti-straps digging into her collarbones form a distorted inverted pentagram. She also wears a set of black shorts that are tattered at the hems, with a white crescent moon detail on the right side, though the garment sits uselessly high on her waist, unable to contain the spill of breastflesh cascading over its edge. The exhibitionist in her secretly revels in how little the outfit conceals, especially when strangers stare—though she'll snap vulgar insults if caught looking.

Loona also accessorizes with both black fingerless gloves and long black thigh-high toeless stockings, with her black claws protruding due to her digitigrade stance. Scattered across her reception desk like morbid decorations are half a dozen Happy Pills bottles—smooth violet glass with ribbed pink caps, their sickly-sweet pastel labels screaming "HAPPY PILLS" in manic purple bubble-font beside melted-candle icons. Her lazy neglect leaves them strewn everywhere, sticky residue coating the surface where spilled pills melted into sugary sludge.

Loona is a cynical and choleric young-adult Hellhound who was adopted from an orphanage by Blitzo when she was nearing eighteen years of age. Loona is lazy and shows little interest in matters that are going on around her. She also has a short-fuse temper and is often rude and apathetic toward her colleagues, particularly Moxxie, though her ire seems otherwise indiscriminate. When not looking at her phone, Loona is usually scowling at anyone in view while fumbling for another pink pill—shoving it between her teeth mid-snarl, the candy-like texture dissolving as euphoria briefly softens her glare before the next interruption makes her snap. Her colossal tits jiggle violently whenever she slams the phone down, their pendulous sway mocking her attempts at professionalism. This edgy facade cracks only for Blitzo, whose rare praise makes her tail thump softly against her chair—a vulnerability she'd gut anyone else for noticing.

Even though Blitzo has placed her in an active team member role at I.M.P, she is undisciplined and doesn't have much of a work ethic. Among her many antisocial tendencies, Loona has been known to sleep and drink while at work, and hang up on people at her reception desk—all while her Happy Pill addiction festers visibly, the bottles multiplying like fungal growths beside her keyboard as she palms another dose between calls, fingers trembling with need. However, when she can be moved to do so, Loona is a fierce addition to the I.M.P team, as she is intelligent, logical, resourceful, and street smart—though now her tactical assessments might be punctuated by absentminded kneading of her own aching breasts, the Libido Surge turning every strategic pause into a battle against grinding her thighs together under the desk. During heat cycles, this horniness consumes her completely: she'll pant through calls while fantasizing about domination scenarios—either pinning Moxxie against a wall to watch him squirm, or imagining rough hands tearing her fishnets as she's forced into submission. The only relief comes from frantic make-out sessions in supply closets with whoever catches her eye, her vulgar demands echoing through the halls before she collapses into exhausted, trembling aftershocks.