Man, shipping Loona and Collin from 'Helluva Boss' feels like such a specific taste, but the ideas people come up with are wild. The most popular one I keep seeing is the 'comfort after the storm' trope, but flipped. Instead of the sweet angel healing the grumpy hellhound, it's about Collin's relentless, chirpy optimism just... breaking Loona down through sheer, annoying persistence. He doesn't magically fix her trauma; she just finds his presence weirdly grounding because he's the only person who isn't afraid of her bark or trying to get something from her. I've read a few where their dynamic revolves around Collin dragging her on ridiculous 'good deed' missions for I.M.P., and Loona begrudgingly plays along, finding a strange satisfaction in his simple, black-and-white worldview.
A less common but really interesting plot seed is exploring the 'what if' of their shared outsider status. Loona's a hellhound in a world that looks down on them, and Collin is, well, an angel living in literal Hell. Fics that dig into that mutual alienation, where they form a quiet alliance against their respective societies, can be super compelling. They're not necessarily romantic from the jump—sometimes it's just two misfits sharing a bench in the park, not talking, just existing without judgment. The romance, if it comes, builds from that solid foundation of understood loneliness.
Honestly, a lot of the fandom seems to project a 'grumpy/sunshine' dynamic onto them, which fits, but the best writers avoid making Collin just a doormat. The tension works when Loona's sharp edges meet his unshakeable, almost subversive kindness. It's less about him taming her and more about her slowly deciding his particular brand of naive light is something worth protecting from the ugliness of their world. Ends up feeling like a mutual, if bizarre, guardian pact.