#Snabi returns

[palesweetscherryblossom]

Naga Dabi would totally threaten Keigo in tiny ways that seem innocent at first glance. Climbing into his bed and draping his thick, long tail over his body. Or sizing him up in his snake form or readjusting his fangs.

But imagine getting intimidated by this

Reader would just think Dabi’s a sweet lil noodle bby and Keigo is internally shaking in his boots because wtf

You: Look, he likes you :)

Keigo: As dinner-

@gh0stgirl333

[isabeauwolf]

Four. Four soulmates. Oh Kamisama no! - Reader x ShiggyOverDabiHawks 11

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💞Chapter 11: Blue Eyes

You watch Shigaraki leave. It was weird. You touched him. He touched you. You're still here? You didn't turn into dust. Was his quirk malfunctioning? Could that even happen?

You stare at your soapy hand. Flexing it, turning it this way and that, snap your finger, and inspected it. Yup, your right hand is still here and working. Would suck, if I lost my dominant hand by my supposed soulmate.

A chill crawls down your spin as you turned. Oh, I forgot Dabi's here. Your heart flips as you meet his amused and calculating, ice cold blue gaze.

The silence felt awkward as you returned back to the dishes. Just act like he's not here. Maybe he'll get bored and go to bed? Then again.. he's not nicknamed stray alleycat for a reason in the fandom.

"Ya know, handyman's mostly all bark and no bite." Dabi's voice breaks the silence.

He sounds closer?

"Unlike you? Is that it?" You say before you can stop the train of thought. "Snabi coming out to play now?" You can feel the heat of his skin radiating like a natural furnace and he doesn't seem mad.

His playful amusement continues growing as his interest is peaked, staring you down with a brow raised. "Snabi?" He tilts his head. "The fuck is that?"

He's got you in his hypnotizing gaze again. Dammit, they're pretty. "It's from the animal crossover MHA did for certain characters." You muttered, trying to keep your poker face as you explained further. "As the name implies "Snabi" is you as a snake." You start to blush as The Villain releases a soft chuckle.

"I gotta say, doll." Dabi picked up where Shigaraki left off, rinsing the dishes and drying them without a complaint or being asked, which was odd. "Looks like you can stick up for yourself too. I'm impressed. Challenging gamer boy that is."

It made you suspicious. What's his motive? Dabi isn't known for his charity. He must want something... other than getting back home and getting his revenge on his father and continuing his march on raising hell, tearing down hero society and burning himself into an early grave.

You shook your head and sigh. "What do you want?" Scrubbing down the pot from the rice cooker with a soapy sponge.

"Spunky and bright aintcha?" Dabi teased, smirking. Drying the plastic rice scooper and setting it down in the drying wrack. "Compared to most chicks who would have begged for their lives, cried, pissed their panties and screamed bloody murder." He rolled his pretty blue eyes and gave you a devilish grin. "I'd say your tougher than you look."

What the hell is with these Villains giving you compliments today? It's nice and unexpected. It's working. Oh, how you fucking hate how it's working. Your face grows hotter as you fully turn to look at him. "Okay, are you high or taking a hit of snow or some shit?" You made a face of half disgust and confusion that made the flame villain snicker.

"Do I look like I have the cash to be takin' drugs?" Dabi retorted, giving you a shit eating grin and showing off his pearly whites.

You stared into his eyes. Azure blues light yet dark as a starlight filled sky. You could get lost in them for hours.

Dabi's lips quirked higher. "Got a thing for baddies don'tcha doll?" He's trying to get underneath your skin, and it was working.

Shit, he caught you staring. "I'm a sucker for blue, green and golden eyes okay." You stammer and glance away, returning to finishing the last of the dishes, face nearly bursting into flames. "Fuck, forget I said that."

"Cute." He said in a teasing tone. "And no. I don't think I will." Completely denying your request.

Of course not. You knew underneath Dabi's laidback, tough guy, angry, angsty, vengeful and festering daddy issues, self-loathing and sarasam; he was a guy who'd gotten his heart broken too many times. Mostly by his shitty excuse of a father, Enji Todoroki, Endeavor.

"You dodged my question." You reminded him without glancing at the dark-haired man. "It's only fair since I've answered yours honestly, isn't it?"

"Fair enough." Dabi shrugged his shoulders, rinsing the rest of the silverware. "Nothing wrong with bonding and helping right?"

"You're more of a chatter box and as nosy as you look, aren't you?" You fire back.

"Awe." Dabi pouts in fake sympathy. "Don't go cold on me now, doll."

"If you are curious about what the fuck is happening with me between Hawks and Shigaraki? I'm just as clueless and in the dark as you are." You turn the tap fully onto Dabi's side as you dry your hands with another hand towel from the drawer beside you on your left. "Are you secretly worried that some sort of soulmate thing will happen between you, Overhaul and me too?" You placed the hand towel on you should, reaching for a paper towel to wipe down the excess water on the counter and between the double sinks. Tossing it into the trash can when you are done.

"I'd be lying, if I said I wasn't curious." He shrugs his shoulders. "I don't like surprises."

You frown. "Again. I'm sorry for dragging you all into whatever this is." You turn and hop onto the counter beside your side of the empty sink, crossing your arms underneath your chest and crossed your legs at the ankles. Closing your eyes and leaning back until your head lightly hits the back of the cupboard.

Dabi said nothing at first. "Nothing any of us could have done."

Your gaze shifts towards him. So much is unknown about Dabi's past. Aside from his obsession with watching his family from the shadows and training his quirk by watching his father's video. The rest of the blank years were missing between when he first awoke from his coma until before he joined The League. Maybe to give him that mysterious bad guy vibe? Or it was an afterthought. You didn't know.

"What burning questions are you thinking about now?" Dabi replied without turning his head as he finished rinsing the bowls, adding them to the drying wreck and working on the bowls. "Or are you falling for me already?"

"No." You bite your bottom lip and settle with your hands in your lap. "Did all you ever really do is training your quirk alone and keep to the shadows?" You felt nervous, but you said it anyways.

The flame villain paused. "Aren't you supposed to know everyone about us? Our pasts? Our futures?"

"No. Not everything." You emphasize and explain. "All of The League's back stories are mentioned and shown in later seasons, but not everything." You admitted, your voice growing softer. "The least I know is yours and Overhaul." You sigh, opening your eyes. "Shigaraki's and Hawks I think stayed the same into their teens and adulthood."

"You really do have a bleeding heart, don't you?" Dabi pointed out. Not surprised as he didn't answer your question. "Even for a cold hearted and screwed up bastard like me, huh?" He meets your gaze after finishing the dishes, shutting off the water and placing the now damp hand towel to hang on the faucet.

"Nobody is completely heartless." You shoot back and offer him the hand towel sitting on your shoulder.

Dabi takes the offered towel, raising a brow. "You would be surprised how truly heartless some can get doll." He surprises you dropping the towel, pressing closer. Too close. Uncrossing your legs, spreading them with ease and wedging himself in between, and caging you against the counter.

Your eyes widened as your heart stuttered, and you felt his body heat.

The Villain hunched his shoulders until his face was eye level with yours. "If you keep thinking naive shit like that someone's gonna take advantage of you." His fingers drummed against the countertop; he smirks, wide and wolfish, staples pulling wide. Leaning forward, his breath hot and fanning your ear, causing you to shudder. "Still trust me?"

Dabi is exactly the type of bad boy mothers tell their daughters to stay away from. Staring so close into those criminally and devlish blue eyes, the longer he stood inside your personal space; the more curious you were wondering what he was going to do? Dabi was many things. Bold. An asshole. Crass and shameless. A demon on your shoulder, surrounded by smoke, char and hellfire with a pile of dead bodies continuing to pile his funeral pyre, feeding his flames, uncontrollable rage, hatred and broken dreams.

Out of all three Villains.

Dabi was the one you were the most cautious about. Unpredictable. A loose cannon. He can switch at the drop of a hat and that made him more deadly, dangerous. Dabi is willing to burn and take down whoever stands in his way to completing his goal, same as Tomura Shigaraki and Overhaul.

You knew if you showed fear again, they'd eat you alive. If you crumbled, they would win. You remained quiet, staring deeply into his twin pools of sapphire gems as the muscles in his jaw ticked and clenched against his burnt jaw, scars and staples. He clearly didn't like your silence. It seemed to piss him off, even more.

This staring contest was growing more awkward. You were beginning to think you'd lost your mind, if you'd rather be anywhere else, but here. Knew if any of the others saw you two in such a risky situation that it would look at if you and Dabi were a break away from kissing right now.

Once the shock faded you began to notice what you hadn't before.

You can smell nicotine and charcoal. A hint of cinnamon? And coconut? Your surprised expression faded quickly into confusion, then it clicks. "You used my shampoo and toothpaste, didn't you?"

Dabi's face grew blank as he backed away and rolling his eyes. "What if I did?" He sassed, reaching into the pocket of his sweats and pulling out a pack of cigarettes. "You said we could use whatever." Turning the back upside down, smacking it against the palm of his free hand until a nicotine stick loosened enough for him to grab it. "I didn't use your toothbrush, if that's what you're worried about." He brings it to his lips and lighting it with his finger.

"You still could have asked anyways." You huffed and hoping down off the counter to pick up the discarded hand towel.

"Didn't feel like it." He countered, taking another deep inhaul and quickly blew it out, shoving the pack back inside his pocket, turning and heading towards the living room couch. "Night, mini fan." Dabi had found one of the spare sheets and blankets from the hall closet and gathered the throw pillows your grandma insisted on getting.

You watched as he plopped down onto the floral couch; lounging as if he owned the place. "Good night, Dabi." You shook your head as a small smile broke out on across you face as you flipped the light switch off and headed towards your bedroom. "Get some sleep. I imagine Hawks and Overhaul are early risers."

The flame villain scoffed, watching you leave as he took another drag. "You have no idea."

Once you left down the hall and completely out of sight.

Dabi sunk deeper into the couch, staring into the darkness until his eyes adjusted as he felt his face heat up in embarrassment and he released a shaky breath; his heart pounding within his chest. He may act tough, but he knew jack shit when he came to women. Dabi didn't have time for dates, thinking about chasing pretty girls or getting laid. He'd always been to hyper focused on training his quirk, his career as a Villain, plotting his revenge to even care.

Now, he was stuck here in an alternate universe. A quirkless world. Free of Metahuman abilities that only existed in fiction and fantasy. He'd guess that OverBitch thought of this world as paradise or heaven compared to back home, if the germ freak wanted to get rid of quirks so fucking bad.

Dabi didn't even know why he'd felt territorial over you earlier. Jealousy? Why the way the feathered chickens sappy, mushy and lovestruck gaze pissed him the hell off. Or how Shigaraki was able to touch you? You weren't dead. You were still standing. Alive and normal. Unchanged. His thoughts went back towards the nightmare you had mentioned earlier. How your red string was tied to theirs, the one wrapped around your finger, and connecting to the ones buried deep within their chests.

Dabi felt his heart skip another beat. He shivered, remembering the painful feeling of his string being pulled and yanked by the crazy goddess and stuck-up bitch. Inhaling another puff of smoke, holding it for as long as he could and slowly letting it out, leaning over and reaching for the metal ashtray and placing it on his stomach. His free hand raising and landing his palm flat against where his heart lay within his scarred chest. Flicking the ashes into the ashtray before putting it out.

Whatever. He blew the last plume of smoke through his nose, setting the ashtray back onto the coffee table, covering himself with a blanket, resting an arm underneath his head and relaxed further. Dabi glared at the ceiling, scowling as he rubbed his eyes with the heel of his hand and yawned. He didn't care, if you knew how their pasts, their futures or how their stories ended. You were another person in their way. Another steppingstone. Tied to them by fate or not.

Dolls another distracted that he didn't need. A cute, feisty... distraction. Your wide doe-like eyes. Smooth looking skin. Curves and kissable lips. Dabi swallowed, his lips twitched and curling. You knew he would be waiting outside should you run, and you didn't. You knew about All For One. To think old ball sack face had been one of the men talking to him in that computer screen back then after he'd first awakened from his coma. That shit hole of an orphanage that Mister Sunny ran, and Dabi had burnt to the ground. So Overjerk was there too, huh?

And yet, what exactly did you mean when you said him and birdbitch had been failed successors? The fuck was that about? Then again, the old him had been obsessed with pleasing his father and wanted to run home. Was it his blind and twisted, unshakable devotion and revenge that saved him?

Shigaraki and Hawks didn't know about that place.

Guess, Dabi should consider himself lucky given what happened to the bastard finding handyman. The underfed, crazy, bratty manchild looked as neglected, lonely, touch and love starved as the rest of them. He'd bet the money he had in his wallet that once germ freak finds out that Shiggy touched you he'd lose his shit. He'd keep it to himself for now. Watch and observe from the shadows, same as he'd always done.

Closing his eyes. Dabi wondered if anyone had noticed any of them were missing back home? Or had time stopped? Had doppelgangers taken their places? Did Twice create doubles of himself, Shigaraki and Overhaul to trick everyone until they returned? Rolling onto his side, he wondered if he truly had lost it? Hit his head and had fallen into some crazy dream or coma again only this time Shigaraki, Hawks, Overhaul and you were trapped inside his head with him.

He'd never seen you before in his life. And yet, he had felt your body heat against his own. Your coconut shampoo and conditioner. The way your breath had hitched, and your breath fanned his face, staring deep into his eyes as he stared back. He'd felt his stomach flip and nervous butterflies, his palms growing clammy as he wondered if he should have quickly stollen a kiss before the others, even tried. It would piss them off. He wouldn't give a single flying fuck.

Dabi wasn't a quitter. He'd observe. Figure out your dislikes and likes. Slowly watch and figure out how to woo you and steal your heart away from the others. He'd waited nearly a decade to come out into the light from the shadows and into the spotlight as a Villain. What difference would it make if he had to wait longer?

Besides you were already a fan of his, weren't you? True, he shared you with the others, but he'd noticed you had zero Endeavor merch or other Hero merch aside from Hawks. Mostly his, Overhaul's and Shigaraki's. If you knew his backstory. He wondered what did you think of his father, Enji Todoroki, Endeavor? Did you hate him? Did you see how corrupt and rotten Hero society is to the core within their world? What else would you share with them?

Guess he'd find out soon enough. Dabi's breathing started to even out, his chest rising and falling slowly, falling into the realm of dreams and blackness of the night. It had been a long time since he'd fallen asleep so fast. So deeply. He didn't dream of his past. Burning alive. If hellfire, orange flames, phantoms of his childhood. He just slept. A deep slumber and rest that felt as if he had only closed his eyes and blinked.

Snoring, dead to the world and lights out.

--- End of Chapter 11 ----

Woohoo 🙌 I hope everyone enjoyed MC's second interaction with Dabi? 💙🥰 I know our flamed alleycat was probably way out of character offering to help with the dishes. Or switching tactics to get close and personal, eating up your personal space. As Overhaul mentioned before "who's playing fair?"

Dabi does whatever he pleases.

All's fair in Love and War, right?

Thoughts? 🫶

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Some Zira pregnant suggestions. Spoilers inbound.

- Him and Crowley still being in heaven and Crowley being happy after creating a nebula and getting it on. Aziraphale only finding out after Crowley fell that he is pregnant.

- Him and Crowley doing it on Earth and Aziraphale getting pregnant. But people Crowley is part snake, he is carrying eggs rather than a live birth.

- Him and Crowley fucking between the kiss and the “I forgive you” (omg I sobbed) and Aziraphale going up to heaven and finding out he’s pregnant with Crowley’s eggs. Only to be kept from Crowley by Metatron.

- Aziraphale ‘nesting’ in the bookshop. With comfy blankets and all the books he could ever want to read.

- Crowley either constantly in snake form wrapped around Aziraphale or bringing him hot chocolate.

- Aziraphale carrying loads of eggs at once because small snakes lay between 6-10 eggs at once (more for bigger snakes)

- Aziraphale going through nine months of pregnancy in less that 60 days.

I am delighted by all of these. I am often so soft over some “Good Omens” mpreg.

Aziraphale seeking out placement on Earth after Crowley’s fall, mainly to avoid other angels knowing about his pregnancy, only for their exchange in Eden to happen and for both of them to assume the other doesn’t remember their “encounter”, and thus drama ensues.

Aziraphale figuring that the weird feelings he has in his tummy is standard fare for pregnancy, whereas Crowley is quick to notice that his body is forming shells and thus developing eggs for their snabies (snake babies).

I sobbed as well! The Metatron being quick to either forcing Aziraphale to “rid himself” of the eggs or figuring he will banish “those things” to Earth once they’re born and Aziraphale doing all he can to depart following that reveal.

Aziraphale’s methods of keeping people out reach a point in which he claims the shop is undergoing “renovations”, so he can just spend all day curled up in an armchair, feet up, listening to records and reading his books.

Crowley also taking advantage of his excuse to do as you described. He will often transform just to purchase cocoa from Nina’s shop or to make it himself before returning to his snake form, warming up his angel’s belly just as it is warming him in turn.

I adore all of this, and it begs the question - are the eggs carrying regular-sized snakes? Or Crowley-sized snakes? Or do the eggs contain angelic babies? Because if so, good Lord, he’s gonna be big.

I adore that idea and see the above questions. 👀

[jeslieness]

More Wiggleversy thoughts

...this time directed at “Junior's awesome, exciting, very much not scary adventure” by @goodduckingomens, because it is so adorable and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. (If you haven’t read it, what are you waiting for?) These just popped into my head as I was rereading and I hope nenchen will let me know how close I was to the mark!

1.) Not that Lucy could tell when Crowley brought her over to visit, but the bookshop was a mess. Why? Because when Junior didn’t turn up for bedtime story and snuggles, his parents tried calling him (which progressed to use of his full name and ‘young man’), then sending his sniblings after him, then threatening another week without sweets and telling him they were very disappointed in him--and when those didn’t work, they tried a miracle. And when no Junior appeared, they began to search the shop by hand.

Hours later, there was no Junior, not even after they promised him all the sweets he could eat. Aziraphale said that they must have missed something and began tearing through the wreckage again. Crowley said nothing. How could he? His worst nightmare was happening again.

12.) When Junior was delivered via Lucy’s courier, it took a very long time to get anything close to a coherent story out of him. He was so busy babbling about all the wonders he’d seen that for a while it sounded like a robot had taken him to a movie and given him “chimkin nuggest”. And of course it didn’t help that all his sniblings were in a frenzy of excitement and shouting along with him, or that Junior had to keep stopping to be hugged and to make sure all the important things were like he’d left them. (Father still has glasses, yep; still have four sniblings; where blankie, Azirafather?) Eventually he got around to mentioning that he’d been stuck in a box and been taken care of by a very nice lady named Lucy.

3.) He was very excited when Father brought Lucy to visit, and was as proprietary of her as he could be--which was less than he’d like, since his fathers absolutely would not let go of him. So his sniblings got to sit in Lucy’s lap and on her shoulders and try to climb on top of her head, which wasn’t very nice, but she told his fathers how brave he was, and that was nice. It took Lucy a while to get the tea she was promised because Aziraphale couldn’t stop shaking her hand and thanking her. (Crowley left most of the words to his husband, but Lucy never did get another parking ticket, or a flat tire, for the rest of her very long life.) And it took her even longer to be able to leave that night, because the snabies refused to go to bed until she told them the robot princess cowboy story, and she promised to come back and play.

4.) Crowley spent most of storytime on his laptop, trying to cancel an order for 500 gallons of holy water being delivered by Amazon Prime. He had intended to start flooding Hell until Beelzebub returned his son. Now he needed to abort the mission before Aziraphale asked awkward questions, by which he meant becoming the first angel in history to have a coronary.

5.) Once the snabies finally fell asleep, Aziraphale made a few halfhearted comments about the need to return to a normal routine, and so perhaps it was time for them to turn in as well. He made absolutely no move to get up and leave the tank, though. He and Crowley spent the night next to it, watching their children sleep and periodically counting noses--just to be sure.

6.) The next morning, they taught the snabies their address and the phone numbers for their fathers, and then covered the floor in maps and tried to teach them how to get home from anywhere in the world. The first part was a success; the second, not so much. There were plenty of questions about how maps worked and why did it take Junior so long to get home when they could just wiggle from one country to the next, and Azirafather, what does that say? And then one of the snabies figured out they could wiggle under the maps and the snabies were so excited about this new and interesting dress-up game that they forgot they were supposed to be learning something...and life went back to normal.

[melonoverlord]

Obscure ask meme juni (obvs)

What convenience store food would be their go-to at a 7-11 (Fantasy or otherwise)?

She just bats her eyes at Icio while she dumps several Rice Krispies’ Treats into the shopping kart.

Who is their drinking buddy? If they don’t drink, which drunk friend would they watch over?

Icio, definitely, but also Flor eventually. The three of them and Venus just have spa nights where they bitch about everyone else.

Who would be their go-to character in Clue?

In the extended version, Lady Lavender. She’s a herbologist who may or may not have poisoned her husband. It’s very intriguing to her.

If they ever had to go to college, what major would they pick?

Plant Science with a religion minor.

Do they have a signature color(s)?

Green and brown. Because she a tree.

What would be their favorite vine?

Up until she joined the Freedom Vessel she didn’t know much about human culture but when Val introduced her to vine compilations, she absolutely loved “Are they helium balloons? Ah fuck it, it’s too late, we’re flying away.”

If they had a social media account, what would it be about?

Her twitter would just be chock full of the militia shading the templars “Your god fucks cacti for fun and you wear turtlenecks but go off I guess” and a couple tweets about how stupid and lovely her crush is (before Icio grew a spine and got together with her). Her tumblr is workout and training info and how to use any type of body and have it be able to kill a grown man, and her instagram is selfies of her and Icio cuddling, and a couple of posts where she compiles ugly candids of Icio and posts it. Cut to Nivviah saying “I think I’m feeling very Icio 14 today.”

Who would they invite to be their best man/maid of honor at their wedding?

Once Juni and Flor meet and become close in Bengalia, she would invite Flor to be her maid of honor. The only stipulation is that Flor can’t be better dressed than her.

Alternatively, who’s best man/maid of honor would they be?

Delta. She can’t see Delta settling down anytime soon, but she’d be ecstatic if Delta asked her to be her maid of honor. Is it awkward though if you slept with your maid of honor though?

What would be the title of their sex tape/mixtape?

‘Hump me like a tree’

If there was no prejudice, what time period/place would they love to visit?

Ancient Sparta. She’d be the best fighter and would probably be the inspiration for the Amazons.

What three words would they use to describe themself?

Small, feisty, brave

What three words would their friends/family use to describe them?

Funny, clever, intimidating (and spicy) by Castor; Amazing, intelligent, strong, and wonderful by Icio

What nicknames do they have? Any particular stories behind them?

Juni is her nickname, but Bark for Brains is her nickname that is only to be used by Icio. It started after she started calling them ‘Fish Stick’. If anyone else calls her Bark for Brains, they are probably going to die.

Do they consider themself a good person? Why or why not?

Yes. There’s some choice things she’s done that she doesn’t agree with, but overall she knows that she’s a good person.

If they were a cryptid, what would they be?

Lizard person: Well liked, popular, and enjoys drama.

What is the one thing they wish they could’ve said to a loved one, but never did?

She wishes she could have told Pan she still loves him, but wants to live her own life on the Material Plane.

What would they tell their ten year old self?

Confront Fish Stick early, because they’re gonna be an asshole for a while. But still hang on to them, because they’re the one who cares the most about you.

Who would be on their team in an all out prank war? Who would they be against?

Icio of course, as well as Flor, Percy, and Castor. Against, any other Templar because honestly, fuck those guys.

Can they drive a car? Are they good at it? (If cars don’t exist, would they be able to drive if they existed?)

She’d be a good driver but a little reckless. She’d go through an intersection if it didn’t turn red when her wheels leave the 

Tell the story behind their most stupid injury/scar.

When she was a little kid, she almost burned her finger off because she was trying to set Icio’s pants on fire because they were being sassy to her.

What word(s) would they freeze up at if someone said it to them?

“People only like you because you’re a goddess” or “You’re the reason Heron is dead”

Who is someone that they don’t talk to much, but would probably get along with?

She wants to talk to Castor more because she thinks they have the same type of way of dealing with their feelings (stabbing), but knows he’s a loner type and only wants to talk to Percy, Val, Luna, or no one at all. And she feels a little sad about it.

Have they ever done something they think is unforgivable?

She completely blames herself for putting Heron in the necklace. If they just let him die and return to the stars like he should have, Icio wouldn’t be so guilt ridden about the stone.

What type of soda would be their favorite?

She’s a fan of vanilla coke.

What do they want more than anything?

To have people respect her for her skills and what she’s worked for, not because she’s a goddess.

What is their fatal flaw?

When she’s mad, she will most definitely hit you. And if she thinks that you need to talk about something, she will corner you and make you talk about it. She doesn’t really take the soothing route when it comes to helping problem.

What Greek God would they be most like?

Athena, goddess of warfare, strategy, and wisdom.

Who do they looks the most up to?

Luna. From one leader to another, she admires how Luna can keep everyone in line, especially people like Icio and Castor.

If they had to pick between their best friend or significant other, who would they pick?

Icio is both her best friend and significant other, but it doesn’t matter because except her snabies, she would choose Icio over everyone else.