You wanna know what the common theme is among these characters (outside of the pegasus, obviously)?
It's Rainbow Dash. They all know her, and good god girl, do you have a type.
Also, because it might not be easy to tell, Daring Do's wings are clipped, so she's unable to fly, but can still glide for short distances. And the funny bit is that I showed the sketch to a friend, and was prominently told that in the episode she shows up in, she hurts her wings and can't fly.
a bunch of things i saved/made when i got really into blinkies and stamps. some of them i made myself, some i found on tumblr (i cannot remember which is which and i apologize). i tried to have these hosted on discord but they broke after like a week so theyre going here now
Hellooo! Gotta say, I really LOVE your headcanons. I know you already did a Spitfire x reader headcanon but can you do it again with a different scenario? Could you please do Spitfire (MLP) x fem!reader before and after dating headcanons where the reader is an adult trainee, Spitfire is the captain and the reader is a very good flyer?? Thank youuu💗
[MLP] ━━━ ．°˖✧ Spitfire ˚₊ ⊹ x Trainee! Reader
Warnings: Fluff, Races, Flying
A/N: I lowkey think I'm cooked because I'm writing MLP... Zoinks! jkkk! this is kinda ass smh... Im so done with writing like hello two months of writing constantly SIGHHHH
Summary: Spitfire dating trainee! reader
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━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ From the moment you arrive at the Wonderbolt Academy, it’s obvious you’re not like the others. You’re older, more composed, and your flying carries a precision that can’t be taught in a classroom. Spitfire clocks it immediately
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ She doesn’t say anything at first just watches from behind her shades as you cut through the clouds with sharp turns and flawless recovery, like the sky itself knows your name
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ As captain, Spitfire pushes you harder than anyone else. Your drills are longer, your critiques sharper, your expectations higher. To anyone watching, it might look unfair but you understand. She sees potential, and Spitfire never lets potential go untested. Still, every barked command feels charged, every correction a little too personal, especially when her gaze lingers on the way you fly like you were born doing this
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ What throws her off is that you don’t crack. You don’t get flustered under her voice or shrink when she raises it. Sometimes, when she snaps an order and you execute it perfectly, you glance back at her with the smallest, most infuriating smile. It’s confident, not cocky and it gets under her feathers in a way she refuses to acknowledge
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ The tension peaks during formation training. You’re assigned as her wing during a complex maneuver, flying close enough that she can hear the rush of your wings beside her own. You match her pace effortlessly, anticipate every turn before she signals it
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ For the first time in a long while, Spitfire feels something unfamiliar in the air not control, but connection. It rattles her, and she compensates by being stricter, colder, more “Captain” than ever
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ Privately, she’s conflicted. You’re a trainee. She’s the captain. She knows better. And yet, every time she watches you dive headfirst into danger with discipline and grace, every time you land a maneuver that even seasoned Wonderbolts struggle with, that spark flares brighter. She tells herself it’s admiration. Respect. Nothing more
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ Spitfire doesn’t make a move until you’re no longer under her direct command. The moment the paperwork clears, the dynamic shifts in a way that feels almost dizzying
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹The first real conversation you have outside of training is stiff, careful two flyers circling each other, waiting to see who’ll make the first dive
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ When she finally speaks, her voice is quieter than you’ve ever heard it. Honest. Nervous, even. She makes it clear this isn’t an order, isn’t an expectation just something she’s felt for a long time and didn’t want to act on unfairly. The relief in her eyes when you say yes is almost laughable
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ Dating Spitfire is intense but not in the way most ponies expect. She’s still strict on duty, still professional to a fault, never letting personal feelings interfere with her leadership. In public, she treats you like any other flyer. In private, though, she softens in ways only you get to see
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ She shows affection through actions rather than words. Adjusting your goggles before takeoff. Checking your wings after a rough landing. Flying patrol with you at dusk, when Cloudsdale glows gold and the sky feels endless. These moments are quiet, intimate, and deeply grounding for her
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ Spitfire is fiercely proud of you. She brags about your flying when she thinks you can’t hear, voice sharp with admiration as she recounts your maneuvers to other Wonderbolts
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ When you fly together, your synchronization is flawless two flames moving as one, impossible to separate
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ With you, she allows herself to breathe. To laugh. To admit when she’s tired or worried or scared of losing someone in the skies she commands. You challenge her, steady her, remind her that leadership doesn’t mean carrying everything alone
━━━ ．°˖✧ ˚₊ ⊹ And when you fly side by side, wings nearly brushing, Spitfire knows one thing for certain there’s no flyer she trusts more than you
