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bizbat · 1 year ago

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HEYY!! What about Jaybird with an s/o whos also a vigilante and she’s like super serious and quiet, Her outfit for fighting is like super duper revealing aswell so add nsfw :3

(If ur comfortable with it!!)

It's The Suit

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~ Jason Todd x Fem!AFAB!Reader

~ Explicit Smut

~ Reader is mentioned to have "plush thighs", but appearance is otherwise not described.

~ Wc: 2.4K

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C/W: Smut, Pet names (Angel, Doll, Slut, Baby, Princess) Mdom, Groping, Light Choking, Spit, Creampie, Cunnilingus/Analingus (Jason eats it from the back) Use of the terms "cunt", "mound", "tits", "slutty", "pussy", Pussy Smacking, Public Sex, Begging, Pussyjob

There's just something about that suit . . .

"You know, you are technically on my turf." His voice is crisp in your ear. It seems he only ever puts what Batman taught him to use when he wants to mess with you. "If you were anyone else I'd have dropped you off Gotham Bridge by now."

"How sweet . . ." You respond in a monotone voice. You're laid on your stomach, perched on top of a building with a set of binoculars in front of your face. You're more focused on the perp you've been trailing all week than your . . . boyfriend? Friend with benefits? Guy you sometimes go out to eat with, and have sex with regularly? Doesn't matter, you're doing your best not to pay any attention to him.

"Are you sure you're not cold in that thing?"

You wish he would do the same. He knows how much comments about your costume bother you, but he can't help it! It's just a little thing, barely big enough to hide, well, anything really. He can't tell you how many times he's seen it ride up between your cheeks, or be so taut against your body that he can see your nipples poking through on extra cold nights. Not to mention the cutouts on your sides and chest.

If it was made out of any other material you could probably wear it to a club and leave with a couple hundreds stuffed in it.

He's already reaching for your body before he even realizes it. It's too late to stop now, his hands are already stroking their way up from your calves. It's frankly beyond him at this point. "It's just so . . . tiny."

"Everyone always says that." You squirm, your leg subconsciously kicking up when he brushes over that sensitive spot on the back of your knee. "Black Canary basically wears the same thing, and no one ever says anything about her suit." You mumble, still not turning to face him. Jason can't help but be amused by your response. "No, she doesn't, and yes, they do." He presses his thumb into your skin, massaging the tense muscles beneath his gloved fingertips.

"Jay, I-I have to fo-" "Shhh, I know, I know," You try to push his hands back, your skin becoming more and more sensitive the higher he gets. It doesn't help that he's applying the perfect amount of pressure. "Just . . . focus baby, alright? Focus for me." It's hard to do what he says when he's slipped off his helmet and is now pressing feathery kisses to your exposed skin.

Still though, you try, pulling the now discarded binoculars back to your face and hoping he decides to cease his ministrations. Unfortunately for you, he's got no plans to stop any time soon. "What's he doing, baby?" His hands inch closer and closer to the dip between your legs, his hands squeezing and tugging at the fat of your upper thighs. "Tell me." He says sternly.

Your hands clench around the binoculars. You have to take a few breaths to calm yourself enough to answer him. "He-he's ah-" His thumbs are working their way under your suit, teasingly stroking your lips. "He's leaving n-now, probably headed-Jason!" He laughs again, he knows he's been pushing it. "What, doll? What's wrong?" He says, as if he didn't just have his face between your thighs, his lips gently kissing your pussy through your suit.

"I told you to focus," He says with a smirk, his hips almost grinding into the concrete below him. "Don't you worry 'bout what I'm doing, yeah?" He only continues, two of his fingers brushing against your mound as he plays with the band of your suit, tugging it away from your heat so he can get better access. Try as you might, he pokes at your folds with his tongue, the wet muscle barely dancing against your lips.

You can't stop your hips from swaying back to meet his face, begging for him to use more pressure. The tips of Jason's ears burn at your tiny gasps, the cute little noises only encouraging him to try and make you louder. His hand, the one not tugging at your suit, begins its attack on your ass, grabbing and squeezing your soft, doughy flesh. By now you've completely lost sight of the guy you were trailing, your hips chasing his face.

You moan his name, the binoculars once again thrown to the side, as you rise to your knees, your chest still parallel to the concrete roof beneath you. "Ohh, that's it angel," Jason finally stops toying with the stretchy fabric of your suit, pulling it to the side of your ass so he can finally see all of you. "Such a pretty pussy. So wet for me." He sticks his tongue out, pressing it flat against your folds, before licking a stripe all the way up to your asshole, circling it with his tongue.

He shallowly wriggles his tongue inside, just deep enough for you to reach back and push at his head with a whine. He laughs, lightly smacking your ass before kissing the puckered hole, and lowering his head back down to your pussy. "Alright doll, I get it, I get it." He uses two of his fingers to spread your lips, putting your dripping cunt for him.

He kisses you there too, before winding back and spitting a fat (unnecessary) glob of spit directly onto your clit. He works too well, sucking and licking exactly when and where you need him to, his pace slowly speeding up. The way he moans into you, it's as if it's just as pleasurable for him as it is for you. And it must be, the way his cock is straining against his zipper like this. God, you've got no idea what you do to him, especially in that tiny, slutty little suit of yours.

And dear God, he starts using his fingers, and your vision blurs and your back arches even deeper. Your chest heaves as he pumps his fingers in and out, curling against your g spot everytime, all while his tongue still swirls against your clit, flicking and circling the perky nub. Your hand finds its way into his hair, your fingers curling around the inky locks as he drinks up your juices. Jason groans at the feeling of your slick practically pouring down his chin.

It's a wonder how he's even able to breathe, his face so deep between your plush thighs. Not like he cares, though, if he could choose a way to go out again, it'd be with his face buried deep in your cunt. He's in heaven, he swears it. He can hear the sound of those pearly gates opening, though that might just be the sound of your sweet, sweet broken moans. That, combined with a lack of oxygen. Besides that, you can't tell him he's not eating out an angel right now.

Eventually though, he rips himself away, loudly sucking air into his lungs so he doesn't actually go to heaven. He curses his body for needing air to breathe. Maybe he can use "increasing his lung capacity" as an excuse to eat you out later, not now though. Right now, his cock is so painfully hard from being neglected, he's struggling to form proper thoughts.

"You ready for me, doll? S' this slutty pussy ready to take me?" He asks, ripping off his belt and shoving his pants down just enough for his cock to spring out. With the amount of spit and slick dripping down your thighs, it's a stupid question, but he absolutely refuses to fuck you unless you say you're ready for him. Part of you thinks its a consent thing, which is great, more guys should be like that, but part of you knows it's because he wants to hear you, little Ms. Stoic, begging for his cock.

You're on the verge of tears, your eyes completely unfocused at the feeling of his fat tip smacking against your weeping cunt. "Jay," You moan, your voice barely above a whisper. "Please, Jay . . ." He shakes his head. He's losing his mind, but the small bit he's still clinging onto won't let you get away with that, he's gotta make you beg for him. "C'mon, slut, I know you can do much better 'n that." He ruts against your cunt, his cock hard and red from waiting.

He smacks your ass again, hypnotized by the way it jiggles beneath his palm. Precum oozes deliciously from his tip, adding even more lubrication to your already soaked hole. He could cum just from the sight of your pretty lips glistening under the moon light and street lamps. He's so close to just giving in and making both of you feel good, when he hears your voice breaking through his clouded thoughts.

He feels like he's got water in his head, though your little "Please uck me Jay, need your cock," is loud and clear. Without further stalling, he lines his aching tip up with your hole, awestruck at the way it clenches around nothing, before he finally sinks in, after what felt like hours and hours of foreplay. You almost collapse, the only thing preventing your hips from dropping to the side is Jason's firm grasp on your suit, using the cutouts on your side as leverage to pull you back against him.

Even through all the wetness, he stretches you out, his cock filling you up so perfectly it makes your eyes roll back into your skull. Jason's head lolls back, a deep groan escaping the bottom of his chest at the feeling of your tight, slick walls gripping his cock. "Fuckin' perfect," He doesn't waste any time, his hips slowly moving to drag his cock back and forth inside you, his tip catching along your walls.

He's mindlessly babbling at this point, cooing about how good you feel, about how you were made for his cock, his hands white-knuckle gripping your suit. He speeds up, his cock tapping against your cervix in a way that has your stomach doing flips. "Faster Jay! Please, please please!" You pant, your ass bouncing against his pelvis as your hips chase after his.

How could he deny you when your voice is like honey in his ears, and your skin feels like silk. He feels his balls tighten at your moans, his body physically reacting to your sobs, your pleads. You've got no idea what it does to his ego, to hear his favorite, icy, little princess crying for his cock. Or at least, what it would do for his ego if he wasn't solely focused on cramming every inch of his cock deep inside your tight heat.

He thrusts faster, his tip smacking rhythmically against your cervix at a bruising pace. "So fuckin' messy, this pretty pussy's so fuckin' messy," He huffs, his chest tightening with every stroke as he feels your gummy walls closing around him tightly. Without even thinking about it, he reaches down and frantically rubs at your clit, already sensitive from his mouth. "Shit, baby, ya' close?" He pulls out without warning, flipping you over onto your back and pushing your knees up to your chest, before sinking back inside you.

"Can feel ya, ngh, feel so fuckin' good." He ends each sentence with his cock. He holds your legs down with his broad shoulders, his chest pressed against yours. One hand reaches back down to rub at your clit again, his ears ringing with delight at your moans. "Shit, shit, shit, shit," He huffs against your ear. "So close baby, so close." He nips and licks at your neck, his teeth occasionally tugging at your earlobe as his orgasm looms closer and closer.

Your tears run down either side of your pretty face, your skin so hot you're almost steaming in the cool Gotham air. You're just as gone as he is, if not more, your arms limply draped across your face as you mindlessly take all the pleasure he gives you. "Want-want it, Jay," You coo in his ear, or at least you think you do, your mouth is open but you can't tell if any words are actually coming out.

"Cum for me baby, let it out, need you to cum." He's begging you, his fingers losing any type of rhythm and structure, his hand grinding down desperately against your poor, tired nub. Is he crying? He feels something wet on his face, but he can't tell if it's from you or him. You aren't too far from him, lightheaded from the force of your legs pressed to up your neck.

You just need a little more, just a little more, you can feel it. You're right there, right there, right there! Are you yelling? Whatever. Your orgasm hits you so fast and so hard you're pretty sure you black out for a second. You feel like you're on a boat, the warm sun shining brightly on your skin, your body gently rocking along the tide. The waves speed up, but you're mostly numb by now, the heavy crashing barely disturbing your peaceful state of mind. The only reason you're brough out of your delusions is because you can feel something against your lips.

Your vision clears, though it's still a bit hazy. Jason's still on top of you, his eyes nearly cross as he peppers sloppy, wet kisses along your face, not even conscious enough to aim for your mouth as he begs you to cum, not realizing you already have. He's so used to making you cum first that his body won't even let him cum until he knows you have. That, of course, doesn't do him much good when he's not cognizant.

Realizing as much, you use the small amount of strength you have left in your face to hold his face still, pulling him close enough to press your lips to his. He thrust a few more times, before his hips still inside you, his thick, warm seed spilling out and staining both of your clothing with white. Sweat drips down his forehead, soaking his hair and tantalizingly trickling down his neck. He leans back, allowing your legs, which are completely useless by now, to slip off his shoulders, before he finally collapses on top of you.

You cradle his head in the crook of your neck, silently brushing the hair along his neck with your fingers, as you both rest in one anothers embrace. When your brain starts working again you'll chew him out for ruining your stakeout. For now, you'll settle with a raspy sigh. "You always do this." You sound more annoyed than you are.

He shrugs, dead serious with his response, his head still resting on your shoulder. "It's the suit, not my fault."

#bizbat #dc #jason todd x reader #jason todd smut #jason todd #red hood x reader #red hood #red hood smut

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sheepispink · 7 months ago

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pairings: (lieutenant) simon ghost riley x (sergeant) reader

Summary: after your previous encounter with Ghost, he’s become a little more comfortable around you as have you. However, he hadnt realised just how much his thoughts had extended over to you until you almost get hurt on a mission you’re both on.

technically related fic but dont have to read first, here.

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Ghost is supposed to be on watch but he cant help but let his gaze drift over to where you lay on the floor in the sleeping bag, right beside Soap and all your gear. Ever since your interaction not too long ago, he’s had a small little feeling of protectiveness over you. He couldnt stop it from forming every time he witnessed you in a vulnerable state— he knew you could handle yourself exceptionally well and yet he didnt want you to; he should be doing all the work.

After the hornet incident you were on good terms despite how awkward you acted the days following. It was unbelievable he had reduced this strong sergeant to a flustered mess just by mentioning the date it had occurred. Infact you began to come to him for a few other things aswell, beginning to feel more comfortable with him by the day.

Though he had quickly let the stern lieutenant get to the best of him, mixing too far with the protectiveness he feels over you and he fears he’s crumpled up everything that had only just been built.

21:00

Ghost watches the time tick into place on his watch right as you finally enter those safehouse doors which you should’ve been at an hour ago. A stray Private follows behind you, supposed to be a part of a team that was far from the frontlines. Being in the military, nothing is ever completely predictable and as per usual, you were rational with every caution you took in retrieving the soldier from where he trembled behind the rocks. Soap closes the door behind you as you send a small glare towards Ghost, ushering the Private to the corner of the small warehouse where there was a dusty couch. They had injured their leg whilst receiving intercepted orders and running off into the field. Yes, they should’ve listened more carefully and followed their specific training but you’re not about to hold their life over a small mistake like that.

Gaz helps you with this whilst the room falls deathly quiet apart from Soap’s small chatter with Ghost to break the tension. Once you finally have him settled, you walk back over to where the rest stand, Ghost still narrowing his gaze sharply at you. “You ‘ight, lass?” You nod in response to Soap, giving him a small smile as you pull off the helmet on your head, taking a long breath since all you’ve felt for the past four hours is pure adrenaline. “Yeah, you look like you’re in one piece too. When will the Captain be here?” Soap shrugs, flopping down onto one of the old couches positioned in the room before dismantling his gun, a trait he always holds when he grows particularly bored. “Who knows, he’ll radio in soon enough.” You hum in response, about to take a seat as well when Gaz walks over, his hands shoved into his pockets.

“That soldier will be fine but he’ll need to see a medic when we get back.”

“Good, i knew going back—“

Ghost’s sharp voice cuts through the air, cutting you off immediately as he stands before you.

“It was a stupid idea.” He says gruffly, eyes boring into where you stand, even if you refuse to face him right now. “It was the right thing to do.” He scoffs lowly at your words, stepping forward to you as he crosses his arms over his chest, making you finally turn to look up at him. “You could’ve died, for a damn private.”

“He’s not a private, Ghost, he’s a human.”

“So are the enemies, will you save them too? Will you spare their lives?”

“That’s not the same and you know it. It doesn't matter, I knew what I was doing and we’re both fine.”

“You didnt know what the hell you were doing.”

He says lowly as he steps right up to you, anger written in his gaze as his voice turns sharper than usual. “Ghost— isnt this getting a wee bit too far?”

Soap cuts in, sitting up as he watches the pair of you go head to head. “Shove a glove in it, Johnny. Did you see what they did? Fuckin’ up and turned around like no one’s business. Even you didn't know where they went.”

Soap sighs, rubbing his temples with the pads of his fingers at this stupid argument. “Ghost, the man was barely in the other building, it’s not like she went through the jungle to find ‘im. Besides, she contacted us on the comms like minutes after.”

Ghost is about to retaliate when Price enters, causing the scene to fall quiet. “Enough chatter boys, Ghost, Soap, i need you ‘ere now.”

The tension couldn’t even be cut by Soap’s small jests, and Ghost had nonverbally been chosen to take the first watch. However, it was growing closer to the time for the take over, Soap meaning to take his place and Ghost would take the sleeping bag beside you. If this was three months ago, he would’ve just slept elsewhere, however if this was yesterday, he would’ve laid beside you without a second thought, allowing you his sleeping bag which is far bigger than your own.

Now he only gets the luxury in his mind, knowing there’s no way he could consider laying beside you now after he’d spoken out so harshly like that towards you. The rustle of the sleeping bag is heard as Soap rolls his up, tucking it beneath his arm before walking over to Ghost. “Yer turn, mate. Don’t snore all over the lass.” His voice clears up quickly from the grogginess he felt before— a key trait of surviving the military life. Ghost can only nod, his boots loud against the wooden flooring before he purposefully quietens them when he nears your sleeping form. It takes him a moment to roll out his sleeping bag, not that he’d even get underneath the layers. When he finally gets comfortable he just glances over at you, your sleeping face so upclose and yet it’s not even a time he feels as if he deserves such a sight. The air is quiet, one that he usually finds deadly since nothing good ever comes out of silence. You hand rests a tad out of your sleeping bag, fingers wrapped around the edge as you lay there soundly and he cant stop himself, letting out a tiny sigh as he places his gloved hand gently above yours.

Ghost had always been too perceptive for his own good, so he had noticed straight away when your finger twitched, eyelash flickering quietly. The slight bump of your throat bobbing gave it away.

“I know you’re awake.” His voice cant rid of it’s familiar gruffness, no matter how much he tries to soften his blow on you. You know you cant hide for much longer so you turn, your back facing him to prove your current feelings towards him. “It wasnt like that.”

He lets out a long sigh, sounding more like a huff than anything, before he moves to lay down right behind you, staring up at the ceiling.

“I’m not your team— you don't get to control me.”

You murmur out, clearly having been unable to sleep for the past hour or so by how awake you sound. “Yes you are.” He lets out a proper scoff now, his eyebrows knitting together beneath the mask, almost in pure annoyance of your words. “You’re under my command and that means I keep you safe.” He says firmly not allowing any room for complaint, though when you fall quiet and don’t argue he cant help but feel like he worded that all wrong. He’s too rough, too straight and stiff for this— for any sort of soft blow.

“I.. Yelling at you did no good, I know. You just need to understand that what you did was dangerous.”

He says, voice a little quieter yet no less scoff than before. “He needed help, i couldnt just leave him behind.” It was always you and your lack of selfishness, he’d be damned before you ever left someone who could’ve been saved. You’ve always been like this, too good and yet just as bad as the other sergeants here— he has no idea how you still manage to keep that will in your heart. All he knows is that without your will, his would disappear too, so he cant just let you go like that.

“Fine. Turn back when you want to, hell, even go guns blazing.” He says, almost sarcastic with the way he crosses his arms over his chest which puffs out with each remark. “But not without me. Tell me where you are, and i’m coming too.” He pauses, glancing over at you as you lay stiffly. “None of us fights alone.”

You can’t just ignore that, cant just ignore the way he indirectly apologised for his actions and even went as far as to make it better. You had thought he was being cruel, calling you reckless when that is the very opposite of your entire life goal. But now, after those words, you cant help but roll back over to face him once more.

“Really?” Your voice is far lighter than his could ever be and he only nods, still staring up at the rusty ceiling. “Yeah. I trust you to keep us all safe, but that doesn't mean you have to go alone..”

Those three words are enough to quell any resentment you had held in your heart for the past hour, instantly dissipating in mere seconds. It made sense now, he never thought you were stupid and you has risked the team. No, he thought you risked yourself, and he didnt like that. He knew you were capable, he just didnt want to test that boundary with just every chance possible.

“You win.” You grumble, shuffling up to him on the dusty sleeping bags as you lay your head near his chest, just like many nights prior. He raises a brow at your sudden change in demeanour, before just eventually deciding to leave you be. He got what he wanted, he supposes. “I don't know what you’re talking about, Sarge.”

“Night, Ghost.”

“…Night, love.” He murmurs, laying an arm just around your shoulders, the warmth of his body exuding onto yours before he whispers out one last time. “I’ve always got your back.”

#simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost x reader #call of duty x you #call of duty x y/n #call of duty x reader #call of duty fic #cod fanfic #cod fluff #cod fic #cod x reader

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xoxopuffsz · 2 years ago

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idk this might be kinda too specific but like imagine the twst mc isn’t a prefect but a magic user aswell and they’re just some normal student in nrc but they keep using magic excessively and their magic pen is like so so dark and their housewarden s/o is like ‘you should stop’ and yhe mc is like ‘no’ so then the housewarden like fucks them for the whole day so they can stop using magic for the time being

—> minors dni. hardcore smut ig ? all chars aged up, all of them being absolutely meanies.

an - lets give this guy an applause 🗣️‼️ I was running out of ideas and you saved me 🫶 I don’t have a bunch of time, so instead I’ll do Leona only since he seems like the right call. Its pretty long, sorry I couldn’t do more </3 ily tho ! buybyeee and enjoy !

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Pent up frustration that didn’t let him sleep, the fact that you look so tired and miserable because of your magic pisses him off. To him, he’s the one thats supposed to take care of you, for some reason he cares about you more than any other. Then he has an idea.

After a long day, Ruggie walks up to you, poking your shoulder with a cheeky grin. “Hey, Y/N! Leona wants you to go to the botanical garden with him.” He tells you, you raise an eyebrow “What for? He always tells me to leave when I go with him.” Ruggie shrugs. “I don’t know, but I think its something serious.” Upon those words, you decided to take care of it.

You leave to the botanical garden, where you find the hidden space Leona always resides in. In which, when you enter, he instantly jumps on you, pressing you onto the ground. “What the hell do you think your doing?” He says harshly. You’re stunned ‘Why is he acting like this?’ You never see him like this. You frown “If this is about the magic thing, forget about it.” You say, turning around, about to crawl away, when you feel him put his hand on your head, instantly pressing your head down onto the grass. “Le-Leona, what are you doing?!” You yell, startled as he covers your mouth. He looks down at you with an angry expression.

“I’m going to fuck some sense into you, thats what.”

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Your clothes on the floor, his hands spreading your legs open. Everything was so.. exciting.. He had ripped of your clothes and his clothes alongside that. The pool of warmth that was in the pit of your stomach had now traveled down to your legs, Leona’s precum covering your wet lips, tongue lapping over them.

Everything felt so warm, your juices soon covering his mouth, and then helping his rock hard cock slip into you, all your thoughts getting fucked out when his first thrust registers into your body, legs bent onto his shoulders and claws holding your thighs open.

“fuck— how are you- god damn it your so tight” he groans out, long hair stuck onto his sweaty face. He missed this, YOU missed this, the feeling of his hips rutting into yours, the way you’d feel full with his cock, as if you’d just eaten a full course of food. It was too fucking good, too good. Its like the both of you became two wild animals in heat, you couldn’t say much about him though, he was technically one with the way he was acting.

“Leo- Leona- Ngh.. stop it.. I have to.. give me my pen b-“ Your cut of by your own moan, the feeling of your pens cold magical stone pressing onto your clit, bundle of nerves causing your back to arch and a dam to open inside of you as Leona releases his own batch.

Your legs felt like as if they’d been liquified.. a little.. too.. liquified?

“leona..”

“Yeah?”

“You put a spell on me didn’t you?”

“Sure did, bunny.” He responds, kissing your forehead and covering your naked body with his blanket, leaving you to rest inside his room.

All the black ink was gone by the time he came back.

#twisted wonderland #leona x reader #leona x y/n #leona kingscholar #smut #twst smut #twisted wonderland smut

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alxxbee · 10 months ago

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Ok, I just saw your redesign of Lucifer for the 2P AU you did and I honestly like it a bit better than in the show, he actually feels prideful here since purple is in fact the biblically accurate color of Pride! :D

Also making him a brunette and adding bright blues (a biblically accurate color of Sloth) as accents was a nice choice :) and the golden eyeshadow! :)

But does he still rule Hell in the AU with Alastor coming from Heaven? And what's the latter's role IN Heaven?

(I’m actually not very familiar with 2P lore if there really even is one but i’ll try))

((i also haven’t rewatched the show since it literally came out i maybe have forgor about like many things LMFAO))

(this also got deleted like twice and i’m pissed for rewriting this again)

(anyways here’s 2P Lucifer in my own interpretation)

2P Luci thrives in being alone, finding comfort and strength in it rather than misery. He doesn’t mind ruling Hell on his own. He doesn’t need anybody and doesn’t want anybody. His relationship with 2P Lilith has broken apart completely, due to their different views on redemption and the treatment of sinners. 2P Lilith is tricky since we know almost nothing of her, but i believe that she harbors a deep disdain for Hell and rejects the idea of controlling sinners for personal gain

BUUUUT something that has been in my mind recently is how he is essentially the embodiment of Pride.. but since 2P is (technically) the opposite of something (an inversion) The opposite of pride would be HUMILITY. Instead of making him a sad, insecure ruler, ..I’d like to think he thrives on human’s insecurities, fear, humiliation and self-doubt instead.. (rather than in the show he puts ON a prideful face when in reality he’s quite timid and socially awkward))

His relationship with 2PAlastor is quite decent (2P radioapple 🙂‍↕️) they still bicker but not in a hateful way like they do in the show, lighthearted jokes and banter, reflecting a mutual respect. (Lucifer knows how sensitive 2P Al is, and despite flourishing in humans despair and emotions, He has a soft spot for 2P Al.) ..Oh and they do not try to win over Charlie’s affection, ((2P Charlie actually does not really gaf about them XD))

Does not care for Heaven.. maybe even hates. but is not emotionally affected by his fall, I don’t know if Lucifer actually misses Heaven in the show, we can see how deeply affected he still is by their rejection of his creativity.

so i guess id like to think instead of him feeling hurt or betrayed(?), he feels somewhat thankful. Thankful that he was able to flourish in HIS ideas at last, finally seeing the evil of the world like he intended to.. destroying the order Heaven worked hard to maintain. Maybe he wanted Eve to bite the apple because he WANTED evil to come and corrupt the world, He knew what came with free will. He was a rebellious angel who went against Heaven in every way, intentionally with malice. Implying that Lucifer does not regret his role in giving sinners free will. He also cares for his sinners but not in a good way, more like he wants as many as possible so he could one day potentially top over heaven in power. A power hungry bastard.

He is serious, and a realist. NOT goofy and silly lmao. (Though he has goofy moments i shall not strip him of his whimsical fun entirely)

2P Lucifer and Original Lucifer share some similar qualities aswell. Something Both 2P Luce and Original Luce have in common is that they love Charlie.. and will protect her at all costs. Luci actually maintains a positive relationship with his daughter, He is close with her and tries to be in her life like a good father should, but 2P Charlie doesn’t usually give him the time of day. although she can be quite mean, and not the bubbly type at all like she is in the show, she still loves her father to a certain extent.

Again, we don’t really know much about the characters and the family’s history in the show.. And until we do, everything i said could be changed completely!! Like i said this is something for fun!! I haven’t really been thinking much about this AU, i designed him as a silly redraw but if i ever in the future add more details to his lore i will 🫶

Oh and as for the relationship with Original Alastor and 2P Luci…

Ok that’s all idk i don’t write for a reason 💀💀💀 💔

#lucifer morningstar #hazbin lucifer #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel #appleradio #radioapple #hazbin art #alastor #2p #2p alastor #2p lucifer #2p lucifer morningstar

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xesnox · 2 months ago

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Hi!!! Stumbled upon your MC stuff and wanted to ask about your AU! I don't know where to begin so imma ask about your theory on the wardens! How do you think they came to be and how does everyone think about them?

Keep up the great work, love your stuff!

The warden is a beast born of sculk, it shares a hivemind with the alien flora and is entirely made of its material. It came from another dimension and acts as a guardian to the sculk. A force of nature, like the creaking, made to protect the environment it was forged from against any organism deemed threat.

With the sculk having always been at the bottom of the food chain in the dimension it originates from it developed the warden to prevent being overharvested.

Even though the warden and the sculk are therefore technically the same doesn’t mean the warden is not its own seperate organism aswell, it’s difficult to explain, but think of the sculk as the mother creature the warden shares a brain with yet gets to act on its own accord even though they share the same base motivations. Some wardens build caves below the sculk to burrow within, others just merge back into the sculk, depends on the amount of autonomy they are given.

These are their AR designs (don’t mind the funky anatomy on the second one, wanted to test the textures more than anything, also a little older since my tablet is broken right now): they’re inspired by star-nosed moles for their claws and ability to dig, and a general bear in terms of body type to signal their strength. They also have many feelers all over their body, like whiskers of a cat to be able to navigate without eyes. The bright blue “face” has a lot of different sensory openings like those at the side of a snakes snout. Mouth can open basically anywhere because they’re technically not made of solid material.

Even though they appear more animal like they are actually very wise as again they share a mind with the sculk, which has been around for eons.

Due to their regenerative abilities for as long as there’s sculk around, they’re considered unkillable within tales.

#minecraft #mineblr #minecraft lore #minecraft au #minecraft art #artists on tumblr #fanart #artwork #minecraft warden #minecraft design #creature design #warden

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chernobylcatfish09 · 4 months ago

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Howdy, this is my updated introductory post

(Credits at the very bottom, feel free to to skip to bottom, but I can’t find every creator)

To make this clear, I am not going to respond to asks for donations, I cannot donate, and I am too wary of scammers and won’t respond. I get this can be seen as stingy, but that’s my thing. Also I completely support Palestine, just to make that clear.

My name is Norman, Dusty, and/or Gloom; feel free to switch up the names, I use He/they/it/Cloud/storm/Oort and more I haven’t tested pronouns, just anything except she/her I will like, Im Aroace-spec & Uranic , I highly suspect I have autism, maybe adhd (have to do more research), Depersonalization-Derealization disorder, Avpd, def have anxiety and depression. Can’t confirm all of them due to being undiagnosed. I am a minor so don’t be weird, or i will blast you with an internet taser. I’ll also add my art tag is #ya boi draws, do what you want with that

DNI: republicans, conservatives, racists, nsfw accounts, pro ED accs, homo/transphobes, pro contact harmful paras (if you have a harmful para and are seeking help I truly wish the best in that journey), I’ll add more

As long as you’re respectful I don’t care so much about other things, I’d rather not hear about Christianity so much but still fine to talk about in small amounts.

Current fave animals: Manatees, Seals, pangolins, jellyfish (this changes a decent amount)

My special interests are Animals in general, mostly Sea animals, video games, animated shows (cartoons and animes), and drawing.

Currently working on several projects, though mainly focusing on one. I may post art on here but most likely will be in a community.

My fave colors rn are pretty much any shade of blue, Skobeloff, and dark teal.

I have made a list of my ocs so you can ask about them, can’t answer much about my stories as I am still working on them (mainly one, others have not even been started sadly ;~;), speaking of which my art tag is #ya boi draws

Now time for the long shit: listing the many things I enjoy I gather from my Pinterest due to my shit memory. (There are things I mildy enjoy, some I haven’t actually watched, details etc)

📀Movies/shows: Adventure time, Arcane, Bee and Puppycat, Bojack Horseman, Centaurworld, Demon Slayer, Dungeon Meshi, Fiona and Cake, Fox and the hound, Gravity falls, Haikyuu, Hilda, I saw the Tv glow, Lego Batman, Lego Monkie kid, Lego movie, Little witch academia, Madoka magica, Mob Psycho 100, Monster High, Moral Orel, My little pony, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Octonauts, Over the garden wall, Panty and stocking, Pokemon, Puss in boots, Rottmnt, Secrets of kells, Serial Experiments Lain, Song of the sea, Sonic, Steven universe, Tmnt (2012), the dark Crystal, the last unicorn, the owl house, Total drama island, Tuca and Bertie, Wander over yonder, we bare bears, wild kratts, Yokai watch, and more I’m sure

👾Games; Honkai star rail, Pikmin, Little big planet, Cookie Run Kingdom, Undertale, Deltarune, Mouthwashing, Genshin Impact, Night in the Woods, Faith the unholy trinity, Omori, Pokémon by technicality, Sonic the hedgehog, Animal Jam, Fnaf, Kirby, Splatoon, Bendy and the Ink machine, Hades, Monster Prom, Sucker for love, (note that sucker for love and monster prom are for older teens/adults, so they have [implied or straight up] Nsfw), Sally face, Fran bow, Little Misfortune, Katamari Damacy, Hollow Knight, and Sea of Stars (mainly the first half-ish, I won’t spoil), rdr2,

🎧I also like horror fiction podcasts, mainly The Magnus Archives, Camp Here and There, and Welcome to Nightvale

🎵I have a massive music rec, pretty much anything I like in terms of music, https://www.tumblr.com/chernobylcatfish09/776684862687133696/howdy-hey-are-you-looking-for-music

My hobbies are drawing, playing video games, watching YouTube, collecting things like figures, and organize things on Pinterest (it’s not many things Ik.)

My high synpaths (I use kinnie bingos, and high syns for me are above 15): Anya, Napstablook, amethyst, Steven, gangle, fluttershy, Marcy wu, Luz, Hunter, Furina, Pomni, Crona, Aubrey, Sunny, Spaceboy, Basil, Rei, Venti/Barbatos, Mk, Tang, The Collector, Phosphophyllite, Fischl, Sayu, Lapid, Junpei, Giyuu, Muichiro, Lain, Mitsuba, Octavia, Madotsuki, Jinx, Viktor, Allister, Belphie, and Levi

(If your curious to the sources feel free to ask me in my box)

Some aesthetics i like are Dreamcore, Weirdcore, webcore, cryptid core, and star flesh core.

Random things I enjoy are Furbies, Yokai, Walten Files, hoodies and shorts, Ena, and Garfield.

Also give me some malachite I need to consume it.

I have also coined a term, feel free to drop criticism. [updated flag ver]

Credits: all user boxes and ocean fanatic made by @mast3rsw0rd , I survived the bootleg rainbow road box made by @fancyhats-and-fennelsbuds

#queer #trans #ya boy loves to ramble #re-introduction #ya boi draws

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shineonyoucrazyyandere · 1 year ago

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Now i know that french people greet each other by kissing both of their cheeks, either just touching their cheeks together or straight up kissing each other's cheeks

Now, yandere stardust crusaders here. (Kakyoin, jotaro, joseph, avdol, aswell as polnareff)

I think polnareff will introduce these kind of greetings to reader, and now everytime reader sees polnareff they always have to kiss each other on the both of their cheek (50/50 that polnareff threatened/forces reader to do it lol)

I just know polnareff will use the excuse of it being only a greeting and nothing else to the others (other than to piss them off and make them jealous)

May we have a scenario or a headcanon about this please?, If you don't like it you ofc don't have to do it.

They will probably catch on and use the same greeting to reader, and now the whole group does it lol.

Take your time! ( Ily btw 💞💞)

Hey something I learned ages ago in a French class ages ago finally comes in handy! *this will probably be used in my fic later on too, I’ve had this concept in the back of my mind for a while* I figured a general answer would be nice though Did it matter he had to “twist” your arm a little to get you to do it?, Not in this man’s opinion as his heart swells with joy, from getting you to commit to an affectionate act from his country. So when you look at him all flustered he’s eating your reaction all up, and no he won’t let you live it down either. It was a first step to blossoming romance (at least in his head).

“Couldn’t you have just told me something about the food, or how people have casual conversation? This isn’t what I meant by an interesting cultural bit, Polnareff” You told him

“Oh but it is an interesting one, sharing affection is an important cultural aspect all over the world, and being French we do things a little differently” He gave you the widest, cheekiest grin that you’ve ever seen on his face. You had clumsily walked right into an opportunity for Polnareff to take advantage romantically.

“Next time you should be a little more specific” he winked

You had zero clue about the cheek/kiss thing, and honestly you should’ve been suspicious from the start. This was just the beginning of the insanity.

It ends up being worse when you and Polnareff go off to meet the rest of the crusaders for lunch. Taking a quick detour you went to the bathroom before meeting them all at the table Joseph spotted.

Of course Polnareff wasn’t sitting down, rather he was standing by his chair, leaning ever so slightly on the back of it. The others were sitting, but of course the twenty four year old decided to wave you over. There was the lingering thought in the back of your head to just turn around and march back to the hotel room. Though you resigned yourself to keep walking when you felt the pang of hunger arises from your stomach.

“Y/n you finally made it!” the Frenchman gestured you over

Your eyebrows furrowed as you broke the distance between the two of you, the male leaning closer as you felt the infamous warmth of contact on your cheeks, one after the other. Begrudgingly you did the same on return before the chair was slid out and you sat in it.

Immediately a chain reaction started,

“Polnareff, what the hell was that?” Joseph nearly slammed his fist down on the table.

“Right in front of us too, is this normal for you?” Kakyoin chimed in

You could see Jotaro was annoyed but not in the same fashion you were to your chagrin. He looked a bit…envious if that made any sense. Avdol on the other hand looked puzzled yet intrigued

Polnareff shrugged off their condemnation without hesitation. Oh he was enjoying this alright, getting technical first dibs at an affectionate action?

“Don’t worry, it’s just a little greeting we French do when meeting one another we care about” He said this nonchalantly

“I see, that’s completely unfamiliar to me, I haven’t spent much time in France so I never got to encounter such an interaction” Avdol piped up.

Oh you wanted to die right then and there, but you had to restrain yourself from clawing the table like a cat. There was an atmosphere you could feel slowly oppressing you, they were probably jealous. No, it was nearly certain they were based on their expressions. The French male was absolutely beaming with pride, and smugness to no one’s surprise.

“That sounds rather nice actually, not just a single peck on the cheek but both sides” Joseph pondered out loud. Of course he would like the sound of that.

“Can we please just order lunch?” You groaned

The whole debacle ended up sealing your doom with the other crusaders. All of them were interested in what you did with Polnareff, so whenever you met up with one or two of them (or even all of them) it was a disaster. When there was the smallest downtime you could possibly have, you did your best to dodge interaction when possible.

Yet there were times you had Jotaro nearby pointing to one of his cheeks, if he was wandering around where you were. Kakyoin managed to squeeze himself into wherever you were entertaining yourself at. Joseph you had to obviously rely on monetarily and boy did he play up the act when you needed to ask about something. Avdol himself mostly did his thing when he saw an opportunity (a risk) that you shouldn’t be alone.

Polnareff still has a goofy smile every time you did this while meeting up at meal times.

This was going to be a long trip…

#yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere jjba #yandere jjba imagines #yandere #yandere jjba x reader #yandere drabble #yandere polnareff #yandere jotaro kujo #yandere kakyoin #yandere avdol #yandere joseph joestar #jjba imagines #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #yandere x darling

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a13xandri4 · 4 days ago

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Can I request a sbg + the parents x reader who does majorette

Ahhhh, I love this request! I will do my best with this, however since I don't usually write for parents I'll try to make an exception and see what I can do!

Main Six + Parents x Reader!!

Requested by... @kisswony!

Synopsis: Reader does majorette, the main six and their parents (as well as siblings where it applies) discover such!

Format: Headcannons

Word Count: 6,690 (6.7k)

Warnings for: Maybe inaccurate information, bad grammar, and possibly sloppy writing! A female reader may accidentally be hinted at aswell! Chances are that this may be ooc

Additional Notes: Reader is going to be made at gender neutral as possible for flexibility 💕 And to clarify, the Reader's dynamic with the parents is completely platonic, and not romantic!! Divider Credits will be located at the end, in order! On top of all that, Taylors Ver. and Tyler's Ver. is different situations on how they found out and how their mom reacted 👍

Super Extra Author Notes: No, I did not proof read, there was six thousand words in this, I was not proof reading that, but I'm praying I didn't mess up that bad lol 😭💕

The Banner Family:

Emma Banner:

Emma was a little bit skeptical on you at first, before she realized what you did for an extra curricular. Not necessarily in a bad way, you just seemed like a huge contrast in comparison to Ash.

You were always smiling, and just seemed so upbeat, so it seemed a bit unnatural in a sense for Ashlyn to be such good friends with you.

Chances are she found out when you were over at the Banner's house for a simple hang out. You and Ashlyn were just friends at the time, and you two seemed to have a decent amount in common the more you came over.

More specifically you two loved to dance and you both were flexible at that.

I imagine that Emma walked into Ashlyn's room to drop off a small snack tray for you two, and she realized you were messing around with a baton.

And it seemed to click from there. She did end up asking you a few questions about it, but overall she approved on it and she seemed to be a bit more comfortable around you.

She was likely the last to find out out of the three in that family.

She's definitely willing to help do your hair or style it some sort of way on Fridays for game nights!

"Yeah, sure sweetie, I can do your hair,"

She'd also very much want to teach you self defense, and most definitely how to do self defense with your baton.

Overall, she thinks that you're pretty, cool, and really sweet, and a really good friend to her daughter,

When you do start to date Ashlyn, she's just glad you're not a bad influence on Ashlyn and she even more glad you treat her well!

Mike Banner:

I'd take a wild guess and say Mike was likely the one picking you up from a few practices in the case your parents (or parent) couldn't

He'd likely be a bit confused at first at the term 'Majorette', but hey, he didn't judge.

He was just mostly glad that Ashlyn had met such a good friend.

When he did realize what it meant, even though it was a bit obvious, given the fact you had brought a baton into the car half of the week, he seemed intrigued,

He always was very much willing to bring Ashlyn, and some of the others to Football games every week if it was wanted. (Spoiler, it usually was)

Now, when it came time for the group wanting to learn self defense, he thought it'd be funny to put blade in your batons that swung out when you tossed it and it spun quick enough.

Emma did not appreciate that suggestion, however, it was in fact incorporated once they found out about the phantoms and the phantom dimension.

Technically, you already had batons with blades, but it was more of so the blades sawed off of knives and hot glued to the ends of your batons.

So when it was prompted, Mike fixed the makeshift baton blade situation for you.

I do think he'd secretly record videos of you and Ashlyn dancing just to document memories for mostly himself and Emma, but also you two.

Ashlyn would immediately be embarrassed and shoo him out of her room,

"What? I'm just documenting my daughter and her best friend!" He'd laugh.

Overall, Mike likes you and he thinks you being a Majorette is pretty neat. Sometimes he'll stay for the games, to be supportive and all.

When you do eventually start dating Ash, he's just happy you're a good kid and you ended up with his daughter.

It was a win-win in his mind. A less anti-social kid, and a super great partner for that anti-social kid!

Ashlyn Banner (Platonic Ver.):

Now, given the fact that at the time she discovered your role in the Marching Band, you two were just friends, well more of so forced friends (due to the project and circumstances that ensued afterwards), she was just kind of neutral on the matter.

In fact, going even further back, before the project and before you were friends, she just kind of assume you were like every other person in the grade with an extra curricular and weirdly nice face-- egotistical or fake.

That was very, very quickly disproven. Because you were stupidly nice towards her. Especially when the project came up and the trip to Savannah happened.

After that first night in the motel, or otherwise, the starter's guide to the group's version of hell, you were stressing. Some Fridays, you didn't even get to the school for pick up until midnight, so what the hell were you supposed to do?

You did communicate this with Ashlyn and she took one look at your schedule and grimaced from all the stuff you had to be in attendance for.

Eventually a routine was formed though, and you began to get picked up by Mike so you could immediately go to meetings. Sure you were a mess, but Ashlyn was gracious enough to understand and let you use her shower.

When Marching Band season was eventually coming to a close, Ashlyn likely made sure you still were practicing with your batons as a way to make sure you were still well prepped for the phantom dimension,

Overall, as your friend, she thinks the batons are pretty cool, and she attends at least half of your games throughout the season to be supportive, plus you two have gotten fairly close over the past school year thanks to it,

"Hey, make sure you're still able to throw it fast enough to activate the blades,"

Ashlyn Banner (Romantic Ver.):

Now, in the case that reader is dating Ashlyn, and is a Majorette, I'm about 90% sure that Ashlyn probably already knew- not by you talking so much, but simply by observing your schedule while you two dated.

She realized you were late to meetings, and admittedly sweaty and exhausted every time the group met up,

She noticed the fact that when you wore a t-shirt, you were especially toned on your arms, and you were incredibly flexible as well as coordinated-

At first she assumed you did dance, but then you would show up to meetings in full glam, right before midnight, only on Fridays.

She did finally ask, as she assumed you were in the Band, but she didn't want to jump the gun, and she automatically was chill with it. She didn't make a big deal, and she would never admit to swooning over your uniforms that were bedazzled and glamorized in every single way.

100% no doubt she is asking to see your routines, but like- in a nonchalant way. She doesn't want to admit she's really into the fact you do Majorette after all, but there were some dead give away's,

I mean- Come on.. The lengthy good luck text before each game, staying after school to watch you practice with the band- I mean, she was really into it.

And once the season was in official and full swing? She was showing up to every game, I mean- her dad was already driving her to games half the time, why not all the time? Even when you had an away game located in Florida, she had her dad take her there and even book a hotel for one night so you didn't have to worry about a 6 hour drive home on the Band bus.

She would definitely be cautious at the games for you're sake. During third quarter, she'd give you her jacket because some of the people at the football games, including the football players, could be creeps.

She just was super aware, and if she overheard anything, she'd simply guide you away and take care of it later.

Once the season ended, she was fairly disappointed, but you reminded her that you would be trying out for next year in a few months and to not stress too too hard.

She felt better after that, and I mean a lot better.

"Wow, you look- wow."

"Hey, take my jacket,"

Oh and when she officially introduced you as her partner to her parents? And they were completely vibing with it? She was over the moon in her head,

The Clark Family (Aiden's Version):

(Warning(s) for: Aiden's parents not being very good parents)

Jessica Clark:

Sooo... How to phrase it..? Aiden's rich, and his parents are rich. So they're bound be particular on his friends to an extent.

To be completely honest? Jessica was just a tad bit nervous around you. Not necessarily you- it's just.. You were always smiling and pretty upbeat. It almost made her nervous she found someone identical to Aiden in energy.

However, she was relieved to find out you just were very smiley because you were in Majorette- Of which was discovered because Aiden begged her to take him to the opening game of the season.

Usually she would've said no, but a meeting of hers got cancelled, so she had no excuse to avoid the event.

So , she was sitting in the bleachers, in the front row, due to Aiden's request, and she was waiting for pre-game to start, of which Aiden looked ecstatic, so she asked him why he was so happy,

And he zoned out for a split second before replying, and pointing you out in the front of the band where they were in parade rest, waiting for the Attention call.

And that was when she got that nervous feeling. You were staring at the ground and smiling. It was a little bit off putting,

But pre game began, and you did your tricks, in your sparkly leotard, with kicks and twirls incorporated. You looked fantastic, and Aiden was cheering for you insanely loud despite it only being pregame,

Jessica didn't exactly get why he was so excited, but during the halftime show, she seemed a bit more comfortable, and then third quarter rolled around. And the second the band was released for third quarter, and you came over?

That was technically the first introduction, you were super friendly, and while you had the same everlasting smile Aiden managed to pull off, your energy levels were half of is, which left a very good impression,

After that first meeting you got a permanent invite from Aiden's mom to family get togethers.

Jessica offered to pay for your makeup, and high quality brands at that, and even your new uniforms she sent to Aiden so they were covered while she was out of town.

It was a little bit sad in some respects. You were seeing a side of Jessica that Aiden truly never got.

Jessica definitely saw you as the kid she never got.

"Ah, don't even worry about it, dear! Me and Daniel have it covered,"

Admittedly, she was nicer to you than her husband, but she still was pretty absent in regard to both her son and you.

Daniel Clark:

Daniel was a lot harder to warm up to. He did come around, but the beginning was a bit rough.

Daniel was precise, observant, and what made that all worse? He was judgmental.

Chances are, after that first home game, Jessica offered for you to come back to their house for the night since it was just closer and they had a nice guest bedroom.

Daniel was frankly not happy about having a stranger in his household.

He was very nit picky on what you were wearing, how you talked, even how you carried yourself.

Aiden was especially quick to shut it down. Outside of that, it was a bit awkward that first meeting.

Then Daniel realized that nearly every single time him and Jessica returned from a business trip, you were there.

It was hard to not come around, you were incredibly polite to them after all. You were just.. being yourself.

Daniel came around more specifically when you started to teach Aiden stuff with the batons (both a blessing and a nightmare in it's own regards).

Aiden seemed to bug him less, and he liked it.

Overall, he didn't really have that much of a reaction to you doing Majorette besides the fact he was a little judgmental on the whole shabang.

He just kind of didn't have a in depth opinion because he didn't show up all that much for Aiden in the first place, so would he really show up all that much for you? Nah.

"They're fine. Not the worst kid I've met. Aiden could learn a lot from them,"

Aiden Clark (Platonic Ver.):

Ohh, okay. So, Aiden met you the first week of school, like literally, the first week and same day he met Ashlyn, he met you.

You were off the bat super nice to him and didn't seem off put by his energy, so he took that as his sign to bombard you as much as humanly possible.

That same first day of school, you two were just kind of getting to know each other in the halls, with Ben just kind of there listening in, and you were grabbing your batons from the girl's locker room, of which he waited outside of- and when you came out?

"Oooh, what're those?" he had asked --well, he knew what they were, he just didn't know why you had them-- and you of course explained to him that you were in Majorette.

Believe me when I say he was immediately firing off questions like a damn conveyor belt that wasn't stopping anytime soon,

"You should come to our first game of the season!" you had beamed, and it's honestly unclear to him whether that sparked just an obsessive need to be friends or a romantic interest (That would be clarified later on)

So that's when it began. He started showing up at your games, every single week. If you had any games that were away? He'd get an Uber since he knew his parents wouldn't drive him.

He'd help you pick out makeup, your shades, just everything.

Even when his mom tried to help he usually ended up taking the reigns, of course though, that was a detail you were unaware about.

He cared a lot for you, and you were quickly deemed his best friend, (after Ben and Lily of course).

On the majorette matter? He adores the fact you do it and is constantly begging you to teach him it!!

You do cave and teach him a couple thing, and he's surprisingly pretty damn decent at it!

"Woahh, do that toss again!!"

Aiden Clark (Romantic Ver.):

I mean, the guy was kind of down bad from the get go, but a badass girl who had knives in her damn batons? He might've bought you a ring that very moment.

Now, I can see Aiden as your boyfriend finding out slightly different than from an Aiden you just met and who is only your friend.

I think Aiden would've discovered you did Majorette when he ordered off weapons from amazon and the really bad quality uniforms.

He simply asked you what you wanted for your weapon, and you said batons.

He was pretty damn confused.

"Batons? Do you even know how to use those?" He would asked,

"Aiden- I'm in Majorette, remember?" You just kind of laughed a bit, and immediately he was freaking out.

He usually knew everything about you- So how did he miss that? Well, he eased up after you reassured him it was fine.

Though he did make it a firm point to brag to absolutely everyone about you, and he took personal offense to anyone who even had one negative comment to say about the marching band.

"How dare you say that, the band's perfect since my partner's in it," was one of the more common phrases. Even the damn group was sick of it.

During third quarter? This man is right beside you everywhere, gushing about how well you did, and also subconsciously making sure to glare at absolutely anyone who looked at you longer than a few seconds.

"What're you looking at, Half-wit?"

"...? Wtf are you on about, Aiden?" (<-Tyler, who was in fact not looking at you, but at his phone)

"I've got my eye on you, half-wit..."

He will have 20, 5-dollar bills at the ready so he can pay his way to the front, or at least close to it, of the concession stand so you can eat in the short amount of time that you have.

He will also cover your food, any anything extra that the school may be sporting (my school does snow cones during home games)

Oh, he 1000% fangirls over your muscles, like- absolutely adores them.

He will make you wear tight t-shirts just so he can see the silhouette that they have. He just is super into them.

He's completely fine with the fact you could give him a nasty uppercut if you so wished. He knows you wouldn't though (or he hopes so).

And when you go to his house to practice, just because there's more space, his eyes are glued to you at every turn.

One time, he asked to do your makeup before a game and gave you clown makeup and you started crying, because line up was in ten minutes.

He managed to get it off and finish your makeup with a literal fifteen seconds before line up and you had to sprint to get in position.

Overall, he takes a very active role with your 'Majorette-ing' as he likes to call it.

And he loves you even louder than he already does-

"Hey- hey, it's fine, we're gonna get it off, I'm sorry-"

"That's my partner!!!"

The Clark Family (Ben's Version):

(They all kind of found out at the same time, excluding Ben)

(Also, this was made a bit shorter due to there being more family members and also since we haven't gotten to see much of Ben's family)

Naomi Clark:

She had no reason to dislike you upon discovering you did Majorette.

In fact, she kind of liked you before even realizing you did Majorette, you seemed polite and social, so she thought it'd be good for Ben especially.

And by that, she mostly thought someone who was social and also wasn't gonna break their bones 24/7 was good for Ben.

Chances are, her and William were visiting for the week, to see Ben, and Aiden wanted to go to the football game that Friday,

Of course, Ben seemed at least a little bit interest, and Lily was begging to go, so that's exactly what happened.

Upon the pregame show happening, and Lily rambling about how pretty the people in the sparkly uniforms were, she just kind of talked with Lily and explained that those pretty people- were Majorettes.

She did end up chatting with you during third quarter when you came over, and she thought of you as polite.

I think after that first game of meeting you, she'd definitely asked Ben how you're doing and if there's anything that her and William could do for you.

She'd also tell Ben and Aiden to help you with anything you needed, but especially Ben.

Overall, she believes you to be a very polite, talented kid, and she's looking forward to seeing you in the future.

"Is their family doing alright? Make sure you offer to help if they need it,"

William Clark:

He's a quiet man, and mostly observant. So when he finds out at that first football game, he's mostly observing how you treat his kids, nephew, and wife.

You do manage to check those boxes in his head. You're polite, respectful, and you don't seem thrown off by Lily's questions or Ben's silence.

So overall, Majorette seems like a beige flag. Nothing against it, to him, it's just kind of something you do and enjoy.

"Kid seems nice, right Naomi?"

Ben Clark (Platonic Ver.):

Okay, so Ben met you around the beginning of the school year. He's an observant guy, quiet like his dad.

He noticed your weird wonky schedule, probably noticed you going to the band room right after school, and he probably noticed you at some point laughing with your friends about marching band.

He didn't mention it, didn't exactly talk anyways to let you know. He'd just silently support it as you two became friends and even close friends.

At some point, likely when you were first hot-gluing your knives onto your batons like some sort of Troom Troom tutorial, he wrote in his notebook,

"[Are those because you do Majorette?]"

"T-the batons? Yeah-" You were very awkward with the sudden question, since you didn't realize that he knew.

But it kind of got easier the more you got to know him. He didn't really bring it up unless you wanted him too, though he had told Aiden in private he thinks your uniforms are cool.

Outside of the phantom dimension, he does go to a lot of your games with Aiden, and he is very quietly supporting from the stands.

Now, as it is known by you as well as the rest of the group, the dude has anger issues.

This unfortunately means you cannot rant about how frustrated some people in your Squad make you, or else he might commit a crime.

Usually though, it's very sweet, and he really enjoys how much you enjoy being a Majorette.

"[You did really good☺]"

Ben Clark (Romantic Ver.):

Very similar to the platonic version, he already kind of figured you did Majorette. The main difference is that he confirmed it by spotting you during a football game Aiden dragged him too.

He usually would sit close to the band's section in the bleachers and he'd be pretty adamant on spending third quarter with you.

Again, he's a silent supporter- so while he may now be able to vocally cheer you on- like Aiden can, he definitely shows his support and care for your passion through his actions.

He'll draw you in different uniforms, his favorite being one with ladybugs as the design inspiration. If you do show interest in that one specific design, he will be over the moon and flustered.

During games, he bring you stuff, such as flowers, and little gifts like that. He also apologizes a lot during the warmer time of the year, because ladybugs will swarm him, and in consequence, you as well during your practices.

He also is extremely protective of you during third quarter and is constantly beside, not leaving your side for a single second

While you two are dating, he does apologize in advance for Lily's antic and you always reassure him that it's alright as long as she's careful with your batons.

Out of season though? He likes to watch you practice combat with the batons, just to see how well you do with them. It's almost a bit nerve wracking for him.

He was the first person to realize you used your school issued batons for your weapon in the phantom dimension. Seeing the shadow for the first time was very off putting for not just Ben, but everyone.

Either way, outside of that, he thinks you look very nice while performing and he's very affirming after the game!

"[You did really good,]"

Lily Clark:

Oh this girl adores you. You were one of the only things she noticed during pre game and half time.

In third quarter? When you came over to say hi to Ben and Aiden, and consequently meet Ben's family?

Lily was freaking out, and definitely asking you questions and if you could do tricks right then and there.

You had to disappoint her that you didn't have your baton on you, but she bounced right back, firing off questions,

You were a bit overwhelmed with the questions, but she was seven, so you didn't mind answering them.

She wanted to be in attendance to every single football game from that point on, but she couldn't always make it, so she made Ben talk to her about you for hours on end.

She 100% wants to be like you when she gets to high school, and she gets super excitedly when you let her mess around with your batons when you visit Aiden's house to see Ben and she's also there.

You definitely have her stamp of approval.

"Can I play with your batons??"

The Fields Family:

Mary Fields (Grandmother):

Now, his grandmother, similar to Logan's grandfather, was pretty strict and observant at that. They cared a lot about Logan.

So upon somebody new coming into the Flower Shop nearly every day of the week, chatting with Logan.

Mary was luckily more open minded than her husband, though she still was relatively cautious around you.

Mary very much did interrogate you upon first meeting you. Why? Well, not because of you necessarily being friends, but the fact you were pretty and did a pretty difficult sport.

It kind of felt like you were trying just.. too hard to come off normal. At least to her it did,

Logan was very quick to shut that down on your behalf, and he simply explained you were just used to being high energy and smiling because of Marching band.

She asked what you did, you told her you were a Majorette, and she seemed to slowly approve of you from there.

You were polite, helped around the shop, and even seemed to help Logan come out of his shell to an extent.

After warming up to you, Mary would consider bring Logan to a few of the football games, and she'd let you pick out a bouquet of flowers once a week as a thank you for just being there for Logan.

Additionally, Mary will thank you in private more than once for defending Logan from jerks (you have batons for a reason after all, why not use them when you can?)

"Your friend's nice you know, you should bring 'em around more often,"

That was something she'd say to Logan even though you hung out there nearly every day.

So, overall, she did seem to grow fond of you enough to where she would question Logan if you weren't at the shop,

James Fields (Grandfather):

James was very set on trying to find something wrong with you, but his efforts proved futile because you genuinely were really nice and helpful.

You studied with Logan, helped around the shop (without accepting any sort of payment even if you were working a while), you just seemed like a good kid overall.

You honestly just kind of seemed normal. You had a few jabs, but nothing Logan didn't dish right back to you.

Logan seemed comfortable and James appreciated that a lot.

Despite that however, James is still ready to call his old buddies in case you slip up too much (you don't ever slip up that bad, luckily).

Overall, he thinks you're alright as long as you keep just treating Logan how you are.

"I'm keeping my eye on your friend, Logan,"

Logan Fields (Platonic Ver.):

Alright, so for Logan, as friends, I can imagine he didn't even realize you did Majorette until wayyyyy after the season's end-

I'm talking around like April or May. And he only found out because you were giving the group a heads up on the fact you had clinics and tryouts all of next week, so you'd naturally show up later to the graveyard than usual

He was kind of like, "Woah, you do Majorette? Is that why you use Batons??"

And you just nodded, before the conversation flowed somewhere else regarding plans for that night. Until it just turned into a hang out rather than a meeting

During this time, as you scrolled on your phone, and you happened to be sitting next to Logan when you were checking your instagram posts throughout the school year and found one dedicated to your Majorette stuff.

This sparked Logan's curiosity and he was bound and eager to learn more about it.

He was genuinely excited to learn, even if he had a few sassy remarks to make about it, he seemed completely invested as you rambled.

That was actually how you two managed to get really close. You rambled about Majorette and batons, he rambled about astrology and guns- It was a weird combo but it just kind of worked.

On top of all that, you two came up with a ton of different theories regarding the phantom dimension and on the days you all took it easier, you and him would figuring out a lot of stuff.

This also led to you two hanging out after school more individually, which is when you met his grandparents. And you were utterly horrified because you were 99% sure they were planning your funeral before you had even graduated Sophomore year.

Logan did reassure you that they weren't psychos or anything they just knew he used to be bullied and as a result were just sort of protective.

Overall, because of when he discovered your role in the Marching Band, he wasn't too utterly focused on it, but when the next season kicked up, he was happy to attend as many games as he could.

"You're the one who spins sticks for fun"

"...I can't tell if that was serious or not--"

"I'm sorry that was really mean-"

(We love sassy Logan<33)

Logan Fields (Romantic Ver.):

Okay, so in the case you and Logan were already dating, I'm definitely am gonna take a wild guess and say that he still didn't know immediately, like in the platonic version, but one thing he did already know is that you were in the marching band.

So it pretty much plays out the same when he found out. Except he was a lot more comfortable asking questions about it immediately.

Certain tosses, attention, everything- He wanted to know, and I can bet a pretty penny he'd give you flowers every time you memorized a part of your routine.

Now- let's talk about the real kicker- you had muscle. You were also very flexibility. And Logan..?

He was kind of, really into it. More so than really anybody else.

He was a nervous, and kind of flustered mess every time you wore tight shirts or tank tops.

I mean like, he just kind of got quiet and stared.

"Uhhh, Logan? You good?"

"H-huh? Y-yeah! All good!"

He didn't feel insecure or anything when the mentions of your muscles got brought up- honestly, he found it comforting.

One time, you slapped the crap out of Barron at the arcade before you and Logan were dating, your muscles?

Just- damn he realized he was smitten in that moment.

Overall, he very much approves of your extracurricular focus and he does support you a lot through letting you rant and getting you tons of flowers.

In the Phantom dimension, he's always a bit anxious about you going on missions with the group while he stays watch, but you reassure him that you use batons nearly ever day and they're gonna keep you insanely safe.

"You should wear tank tops more often, they look good on you" He would say with an extremely red face and an admiring look.

The Hernandez Family (Taylor's Version):

Mariana Hernandez:

This woman was just glad to know her babies were meeting some people. So when she met you?

She absolutely loved you as if you were one of her own kids. Taylor had introduced you during the cookout, and Taylor was quick to shoot off the fact you did Majorette.

She found that intriguing and asked a few polite questions.

Overall, she seemed kind of melancholy throughout the first visit. She barely had the energy to work, let alone be fully invested in a ton of outside things unless it was regarding her kids safety.

She was very grateful you understood the circumstances (thanks to Taylor explaining) and how you didn't push or get confused when she started rambling about how her husband, Ethan, hasn't come home.

Other than that, she seems very pleased by your presence and she appreciates your optimistic and upbeat attitude despite the things you know.

"They were nice, honey, you should invite them over more,"

Taylor Hernandez (Platonic Ver.):

So, kind like how she noticed Ashlyn existing way before high school- she also noticed you existing. You two never were really friends until that group project

So, naturally given the fact she had a big social group, a social group full of teenage girls, and what do most teenage girls do? Gossip and talk about people.

Because of this, she kind of knew you were in Majorette, and had been since you were in 8th grade, but since she was constantly at Mechanics meetings or with her Brother, she really didn't think much about it, or at least she didn't think enough of it to mention it.

In fact, it kind of just left her mind after a certain point. Then, Sophomore introductions happened- going through the list of classmates,

"Ashlyn Banner, I like dogs."

"I'm Aiden Clark, I like bungee jumping, skydiving, racing, rocking climbing, water skiing.. oh and-"

And so on and so forth until it reached you. You were the last person in the class to do your introduction and for your fun fact, you mentioned that you did Majorette.

And then your groups were formed for the group project, you happened to be an extra person, and Taylor offered to snatch you in their group,

Once she did, you two immediately clicked. You both were nice, social, and upbeat at that- making it like a perfect duo.

After school that day, y'all started texting like crazy, sending pictures, sharing pinterests boards, the whole shabang-

She was constantly asking you about your routines, your uniforms, your makeup, just about everything-

"Can you show me that toss again?!"

Overall, as your friend, she's one of your biggest hype girls. Constant support, and she definitely yaps about you to Tyler,

"Wasn't that toss so cool?? Tell them, Ty!"

Taylor Hernandez (Romantic Ver.):

As your girlfriend? This girl is all over you practically. She is so proud of you for doing Majorette.

She loves when you show off your costumes and show her the makeup inspirations you've been looking at for games.

While she doesn't skip her mechanics meetings, she does desperately wish you good luck at your practices and is constantly sending you texts to make sure you're all good.

But before you're confirmed to be on the team for the next year..? And you're anxiously waiting the results? She is super sweet and reassuring,

"You got this, honey! You're gonna do great!"

When you do get in, she is more excited for you than you are for yourself! She is like, 'Let's throw a party!' and Tyler was kind of like, 'With whose money? Cause it won't be mine or mom's 😃'

The party idea was scraped quickly, but Taylor did treat you to some ice cream and a very lovely sleepover.

Tyler did not appreciate you two squealing and ended up going to sleep on the couch because as much as he disliked your loud pitches, he'd seen his sister so happy so just be near you, so the least he could do was respect it.

Sleepovers did occur at your house from that point on.

But- she did make you a ton of bracelets to show off school spirit and to show off the fact you did Majorette. It was honestly really sweet on her end.

Oh, and when football season was in?? She was in the stands, screaming your name, cheering for you louder than anybody else.

"WOOOOO!!! THAT'S MY PARTNER!!!"

Overall, with Taylor as your girlfriend, and you being a Majorette? You got yourself a hyper squad all in one happy, ecstatic bundle of joy!

The Hernandez Family (Tyler's Version):

Mariana Hernandez:

When you met Mariana (in this version), it was more of a very quick meeting. There wasn't much time to discuss anything as you as a group had to go to the bus to get ready,

You were just kind of picking Tyler and Taylor up, but Tyler had weirdly insisted on you briefly meeting his mom. And it more of a,

"This is my mom, mom this my friend,"

And then he dragged you out before you could get to know her any more. However, more opportunities presented itself.

You guys ended up chatting a bit more then and she found out you did Majorette. It unfortunately was out of season by then, so she couldn't really much with the information.

Otherwise, she thinks you're going to be a good influence on Tyler and Taylor at the end of the day,

"Hm, they're nice. Reminds me of your father."

Tyler Hernandez (Platonic Ver.):

He discovered you could do Majorette first between him and Taylor, but Taylor knew you existed as a person first.

When he initially found out, he definitely thought he could do what you do with ease.

He in fact, could not. He quickly realized that you need a damn lot of hand eye coordination to grab your baton after tossing it,

He also underestimated how time consuming marching band. He was a spring/summer sport after all, since he did baseball.

You let him take a few looks at your schedule over the past season and he just look overwhelmed reading all the words that detailed each and every event

I can imagine he first discovered you did Majorette through the phantom dimension though, because of your batons being your weapons.

Tyler probably finds them really stupid at first, but he watched you stab the crap out of a phantom right in front of him in the most weirdly rhythmic way possible. You were counting to eight as you did it.

Weird sure, but it earned you a few respect points in his book.

He kind of was a bit weirded out at first, but he did get used to it. It took a while, and he did enjoy watching you practice to an extent.

He'd help you sharpen your blades when free time made itself known. He's actually surprisingly helpful once you get to know him.

However, since he found out that you did Majorette so late into the season, he only had time to make it to the last few games of the season.

He was still super supportive during them, and cheer you on. If you called him out on it though? He'd just try to play it off

"Tch, you must've heard Taylor, short-stack,"

Tyler Hernandez (Romantic Ver.):

As your boyfriend, he still has a bit of an attitude, but he definitely isn't as weirded out.

You're his cool and amazing partner after all, so if you're doing it, it's gotta be worthwhile.

He does still think he could do better than you, and you do let him think it for a while.

He still sharpens your blades for you, and usually is pretty protective when it comes to the Phantom Dimension.

It almost scares him how coordinated and violent you can be, all while smiling. It almost reminds him of Aiden to an extent.

Though you frequently remind him through how you act that well- you're not like Aiden. Sure you're upbeat and maybe too enthusiastic for you're own good, but it's mostly just habit.

During games though, he does see a shift, you seem just a tad bit more forced with your smile and it immediately drops into an rbf as soon as third quarter hits and the band is released to wander about.

During third quarter, this dude is automatically in a bad mood at everyone, minus you, and possibly Taylor and maybe Logan, solely because of everything Logan's been through.

If you two happen to spot Barron, whether that's in line waiting for your food, or just while walking around until you have to return to the stands, he automatically puts his jacket on you, and drags you away to prevent any problems.

"Yeah.. Hey, short-stack? Let's walk around a bit more,"

Overall, he's just happy to know that you're doing something you love while managing everything that's going on.

Overall Conclusions!!!!!:

The Main Six as well as their parents think it's cool you do Majorette. While the reaction vary from family to family and person to person, overall, the families of the main six, as well as the main six, think it's neat!

And That concludes the wonderful request that was sent in by @kisswony!! This was an awesome request and I have a ton of fun writing it!

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