#or at least they said they were thinking of headcanons for it

[mallory524]

Hii can I request John Walker (or Thunderbolts if u dont write for him) with a reader who like passes out if they overuse their powers?

tyy love ur headcanons!!

(I LOVE THIS!!)

john walker x reader

tags- losing consciousness, canon level action/violence, teammates to lovers, comfort, implied no olivia (doesn't affect anything)

word count- 1020

notes- I am a proud John Walker girl and i straight up giggled when i saw I’d gotten a request for him😭(also you’re so sweet!! thanks!!)

The first time it happened during a mission, John thought you DIED. Even days later, he was still thinking about the moment he saw you collapse to the ground. He had rushed to your side in the midst of all the chaos and started frantically trying to find your pulse. Yelena had to tell him repeatedly that this happens to you sometimes, and that you just overdid it and you were fine. John figured she'd laugh at him for "overreacting", but she didn't. Yelena understood, and neither of them ever addressed the tears that had been in his eyes.

That whole incident forced John to address the very real feelings for you that he’d started to develop. You're so attractive and smart, and every time you use your powers, John's just mesmerized by how cool you look. He thought about you all the time, and those 40 seconds he was convinced he had lost you were terrifying. He didn't want you pushing yourself too hard like that again.

He kept worrying that all the energy you were exerting was hurting you. Whenever you guys were on missions, he’d be constantly glancing over at you to make sure you were doing okay. Sometimes he'd step in to help if he felt like you were trying to take on too much at once, even if you were handling things just fine.

As helpful as that all was, you misinterpreted it as John making fun of you. One night while putting your gear away, you noticed him closely watching you, like he was ready for you to collapse at any moment.

"Oh, cut it out, Walker."

"What are you talking-"

"I'm sorry I slowed us down that one time, it won't happen again. Geez," you had said. When you turned to meet his eyes, though, you were floored by the amount of real concern in them.

Instead of arguing back like he always does, John just sort of wearily throws his hands up in surrender. "Sorry. I know you know what you're doing."

Things were different after that. You were both terrible at communicating with one another about your feelings. About 3 months later, you actually started being honest with each other and a relationship started!

Now, you don't feel like you always have to hide your affection or your concern for one another, because it's all out there in the open.

John is way more comfortable letting you know he worries about you than he was before. He has trouble with the words sometimes, but he shows it in little ways.

He washes your suit, awkwardly folds it, and leaves it on your bed the night before a mission. He fills up your water bottle and he makes sure you're getting enough to eat. He knows that if you overuse your powers, you'll pass out anyway and a balanced meal probably won't change that, but he figures it can't hurt. He's your biggest cheerleader, and everyone jokes that he's the one running the fan account they found that posts clips of you from the news and other public appearances. John says that “obviously” he doesn’t have time to run a fan account, but he does at least follow it.

Despite his constant reminders not to overdo it, it still happens. John’s always there to carefully scoop you up and take care of you for the rest of the day.

One night, you guys are way outnumbered, and John's trying to fight this guy who’s definitely been enhanced in some way.

John might be doing okay now, but he's getting tired and the man's started to get the better of him. He's far away from you, and this man is obviously powerful, so you're really going to need a lot of energy to hurl this guy out of the way. That's energy you don't really have.

More people are closing in on you and that man is starting to pummel John and the rest of your friends are getting ambushed too- it's too much. You know you’re running out of steam and now you're getting overwhelmed. You take a deep breath in, try to steady yourself, and you finish this. Your moves are intentional and carefully aimed in many directions, but anyone watching would just see one big burst of light that illuminates the dark street and ends the entire fight. When the dust settles, all of your adversaries are down, but so are you. You don't do that kind of thing often; it's too much at once, and it's too much on your body.

When you wake up, you're in the car, and John is tending to your injuries and Alexei high fives you, saying you did a great job.

You're injured, you can feel that, but you notice John's pretty roughed up, himself. "Are you okay?" you ask him quietly through a yawn.

"Oh yeah. I heal quickly, you know. That guy was just really strong. You're a lot stronger than I think you realize, too."

You wince upon hearing that, even though John's softly smiling at you and clearly not mad. "Yikes, sorry. I was hoping you wouldn't get caught in the crossfire."

He just kisses your forehead.

"Don't apologize. But stop overworking yourself... and don't do that move again, it was terrifying."

"Well, stop trying to take on the scariest people we run into, that's terrifying," you say as you reach for the first aid kit to patch up a long cut on John's face, but he gently swats your hand away.

"No, get more rest. I'm fine. Lay back down. It's a long drive."

You don't even try to argue with him on this one. You're exhausted.

You know how the rest of tonight will go, too. John will make sure no one wakes you up again for the rest of the car ride, and then he'll carry you back into the tower and gently set you down on your bed. He'll be there for you in the morning to help you with anything you might need help with. He'll always be there for you. No matter what.

[muffinsin]

Howdy! Can I get headcanons of how the Dimitrescu family would deal with a new little sister, who’s mind is still in that one of a child from the cadou, being injured? Like opening a window during the winter out of curiosity or having a rough fall outside. Thank you :^]

Hey there, hon 👋! For sure! What a cute prompt :)

Let’s get into it🙌!

Masterlists

Bela

Bela is, and has always been, incredibly protective of you

As the eldest, she feels particularly in charge of making sure her younger sisters are safe, and always has

This being said, your two other older sisters have grown from little fly spawns and, in time, have matured enough to need less of Bela's attention and protection, much unlike you

The moment you were brought into the family and the swarm she felt protective over you

You're incredibly close to her, often running to your eldest sister when your mother is busy

Bela is always there, is always gentle with you even when she scolds you for something you usually were told to do by your other sisters

But perhaps most of all, she is the most mindful of all your sisters

She gives you space, doesn't hover around protectively as Cassandra tends to, but she is the most aware of your thought processes

As such, she personally makes sure you're safe by making sure your windows are locked tight, by taking every little weapon from you given by Cassandra until you learn that it is not a toy- something Cassandra and Daniela are, frankly, quite terrible at conveying- and tends to encourage your curiosity towards things only while holding you by the hand or hovering near to ensure your safety

And still, she cannot always be there, and can not always look after you. At least not as often as she would like

One day, your curiosity does get the better of you, and she is not around

You watch with wide eyes as little snowflakes hit the window, so small, so beautiful

So tiny, you can't believe they would be capable of hurting you

Your flies buzz in excitement, curiosity and anticipation all at the same time as you move towards the window. It's high up, and it takes a few little attempts of swarming and climbing to get up on the window far above the ground where only your mother can reach it, usually

Ah, but the view is just breathtaking!

You watch the snowy ground outside, so white and chill looking

Shielded by your family, you do not yet know the true danger of the cold, have not experienced it firsthand aside from their stories as they did

You find; it's beautiful out

You think, you need to explore!

Your hands push against the window, your strength easily making the glass shatter

Perhaps, if the cold wind did not immediately hit you, you would have squealed from the pain of glass shards slicing at your bare palms

Perhaps, if panic did not rise within you like this, you would remember Bela telling you to wear the gloves mama gave you

instead, you wail and scream, your hands bloodied and tingling with pain, your front aching with pain from the cold

Cool wind comes from the open window, but it was enough for you to fall back and from the windowsill. You hadn't even registered it, didn't even notice landing right on your foot and twisting your ankle painfully

Now, attempting to squirm away from the open window, you scream and cling to the floor as best as you can, thick tears running down your cheeks

Bela is the first to find you, and immediately scoops you up into her arms

Her immediate reaction is to hold you close and inspect your hands, her brows furrowing as she glances up at the window

You almost shrink against her, knowing she has figured out what must have happened, remembering the countless times she has told you not to climb the castle without someone supervising you

Still, she does not scold, not yet anyway, and instead merely moves you away, her own body easily shielding you against the slight chill the room has adapted, her voice cooing gently to try and calm you

You bury yourself in her cloak, your body, despite being hardly smaller than hers due to the cadou transplant, easily lifted and held to her

You feel her clean up the blood and cuts at your hands, sniffling and only smiling when she praises you for being such a brave little girl while your wounds close up again already

She sits you down after, gently explaining to you what has happened and why, and why you are not to do it again

She's patient with you, making you repeat what she says often until she's sure you understand why your accident happened, until she allows you to run off again after checking for any hint at frostbite, which you thankfully no longer sport

In the days to come, it's as if she took your injury personal, as though it was a failure on her part

She shadows you more often, even going so far as to allow you to stay in her room or office when she works and no one is around to look after you instead

You know, your sister will always protect you

Cassandra

Much like your mother and other sisters, Cassandra is very protective of you from the moment she has accepted you as her little sister

To her, you're almost like a predator's young, and she will protect you, along with the rest of her family, with her life

This being said, Cassandra is more of the type to protect you from creatures and things rather than your own curiosity, often being the one to only laugh and shrug and hum something along the lines of "try it" when you come to her asking if you may do something

Often, this is followed by her eyes widening when she realizes that perhaps, she should not encourage her "baby sister" to climb the walls and chandelier, to pet a lycan, to climb the castle tower, or to try out her newest, sharpest blades just yet

And often enough your older sister is there in an instant, grabbing you from under your arms and yanking you away from whatever trouble you almost got yourself- and her- in

But, this being said, she can't always be there

You learn early on that Cassandra will always be there for you should you need something from her. But, despite this, she does not care for spending time together casually and only rarely allows you to tag along with her when she's busy, unlike your eldest sister and Daniela

Being so young and curious, you're hardly allowed in the basement with her in fear of ending up hurt or touching something you ought not to, which often leaves you particularly bored when Bela and Mama are busy and Daniela and Cassandra spend their days down there

It's one of those days that you find yourself making your way to the courtyard instead, your strength coming in handy as you easily push open the heavy doors to the outside

Now, you originally just wanted to go see your Mother, or maybe Bela, out of pure boredom

Instead, the large statue in the middle of the courtyard catches your eye

Large, beautiful, three women

And while you originally whine and back up a little at the almost scary display of the middle one, bent down with her eyes seemingly gazing at you, you soon coo in wonder and even giggle with glee as you spot the shiny little gem sitting right at the top of the middle woman's head

Starting with one foot, you begin to climb

Maybe, you should mind your age, and your abilities, and the countless warnings from your family not to go climbing things without them nearby

But Daniela does it!, you reason

And with your size matching almost your sisters due to the cadou transplant into a grown body, it's difficult to be intimidated by the large statue, now, especially when you're just so close to reaching the shiny thing...!

And then, you slip

You squeal as you lose your footing, the lantern you step on breaking off under your weight

With panic coursing through you it's impossible to swarm, leaving you only wailing and crying when you fall to the stony ground, clutching your arm and trying to crawl away from the suddenly intimidating statue again

Within moments, your cries come to a halt when you hear flies buzzing, then find your older sister in front of you, her lips pulled to a snarl, her sharp teeth revealed, her sickle raised. You know not to fear when she's with you, know there is no need to cry with Cassandra watching over you

And with her here, glancing around for a threat that could have caused your screams, you almost already forget about the mild pain, but even more so the scary shock of falling

She turns to you when she deems the area safe, looking almost confused as she looks you over

You can only raise your aching arm and point at the statue, your lip quivering, new tears building up in your eyes

Admittedly, this isn't quite due to the pain but rather because, as Daniela has taught you in the past, a few thick little crocodile tears here and there are less likely to get you in trouble

Lucky for you, this seems to work on your sister, who catches on fast enough and angrily slaps her sickle against the broken lantern, far too annoyed at the incident to even pay mind to the fact you have been told- numerous times- not to climb within or outside of the castle with no one around

She awkwardly kneels down to you, her hands raised as though unsure how to calm you. In a way, this at the very least confuses you enough to still your tears, leaving you looking at her with equally wide and confused eyes as she gives you

You cling to her when she helps you to your feet, her gloves smeared with blood and dirt from the cellars, her face splattered and smeared with some, too, as though she scratched her cheek without noticing the blood on her

"You're okay, let's get Mother", she suggests, unsure how else to proceed. She's never been good with her words, but looking you over and seeing you in good shape, if a little shaken up, she feels the adrenaline within her die down a little again

As she guides you through the courtyard, you giggle as she mutters angrily to herself;

"Stupid statue shouldn't have been so fragile...!"

Daniela

Your older sister is fiercely protective of you

Mainly, this is due to the fact that with you, she has become an older sister herself, having been the youngest prior to you joining the family

Now, she is eager to look after you the way she has always imagined looking after a little sibling, and she's head over heels and enthusiastic about how well you get along

With you, she always has someone to play with when her sisters are busy, and you find not only a sister, but a friend in her, who will only rarely say no to you

Out of all your sisters, Daniela has taught you most non-academic things

She's taught you how to wrap her sisters around your finger and get what you want from them- whether that means making Bela take a break from working to play with you or read to you, or making Cassandra help you practice your form with your toy- sword and sickle

She also is the one to teach you how to swarm, being by far the fastest of the four of you and the most proficient with her swarm

Daniela, while not appearing as protective as her older two sisters, still always takes care of you

Remembering how her curiosity got her in trouble more than once, she hopes to save you from some of the pain she has suffered when she sees the same curiosity within you

But, Daniela is distracted easily, and often finds herself going off track

She wants to be around all the time, to protect you and make you the happiest little sister she can!

To spoil you, and to care for you and to teach you all she knows, to be your favourite sister!

But she is distracted often, such as today, when you find yourself somewhat unsupervised

At first, you’re happy curled up by her side and playing with your stuffed animals as she reads

But as she becomes more interested in the story, your sister starts to read less and less aloud, making little ooh’s and reading quickly to herself, instead

You don’t mind, not really. Daniela often gets distracted, but tapping her arm and whining usually has her snap out of it and continue reading aloud

This time, you slowly get up to explore the small library

Significantly smaller than the main one, you find this room is cute, still

But, there is something fascinating about it- mainly the large window in the middle, so far up you can’t reach the beautiful glass

Outside, you coo as you see the snowflakes fall on it, then melt only moments after

You wonder- are they as soft as they look? Can the little things really be as harsh as your mama said?

Surely not…they’re so beautiful, so soft!

You whine and jump for the window, your broken swarming the only indication that you’re picking up some of what your older sister has taught you

Completely focused on her book, she pays you little mind aside from a glance your way

All good, she figures

You can’t swarm yet, can’t reach the window with your little bursts of a swarm and your little, unsteady jumps

And right she is

Eventually, you grow bored of the window, playing with your stuffed animal as you run about the small room, jumping, squealing happily, swarming clumsily

It is then that you find your dress stuck to the lever at one of the support beams in the room, and whining frustratedly, you try to tug yourself free

The moment you do, a screech is heard, and Daniela quickly lifts her head from the book as the large window opens up directly above you

She screams, shielding herself with her arms for a moment before remembering herself, and that she has a little sister, now

You scream and squeal as white-cold-pain flashes through your body with every gust of air that nearly knocks you over and every snowflake landing on you

Thankfully, your sister is there fast, forcing the lever back into place and tugging you from the centre of the room and behind one of the bookshelves

You cry and cry as she holds you close, her cool body doing a poor job of warming you up

Still, you find comfort in her presence, burying your head in her cape as she wraps it around you and rocks you gently

Her voice is soft, but quivers, as though she’s close to tears

Looking up, you see her golden eyes shine with them, even as she brushes them away fast when they nearly have you cry, too

She stays curled up with you for a long time, humming softly and holding you tight

She promises not to tell anyone of it, but is the first to notice should you feel troubled or scared of the cold

As she holds you close, Daniela promises, repeating the words she herself has been told so often;

“It wasn’t your fault, little one. You’re not bad. You were just curious, little fly. That’s okay”

Alcina

Ever since being there when you awakened, "hatched" from the mass of flies now making your body, your mother has been fiercely protective of you

Alcina keeps you with her whenever she can, having allowed you to sleep in her office and set up your crib in her bedroom back when you were freshly reborn

Now, even with an own room, your mother is never too far away

You aren't exactly surprised, not when you asked your sisters why mama just doesn't leave you unsupervised and they reassured you; she was the exact same with them until they grew up

Still, her protectiveness is by no means only a bad thing

In fact, you love the attention you receive from your mother

You're always allowed in her room, always allowed to whine for attention and always receive at least a few kisses to your nose and forehead even when she works

At other times, though, it can certainly get annoying

Alcina ensures you are never unsupervised, remembering the vast amount of incidents she has had with her three older daughters back when they were child-like

The countless times she lost track of one while trying to wrestle the other two into behaving

How often she would sigh, having finally wrestled two of them into going to bed on time only to hear little, heartbreaking cries or loud crashes from nearby, no doubt always caused by the third of her precious girls

But, she has learned from them, and intends to make sure you do not get yourself in trouble as your older sisters occasionally did

For this, she is with you as often as you can, demanding one of your sisters or a maid is with you when she is occupied

Only, in time, you've turned this into a game of cat and mouse, hide and seek, and whatever else you feel like

You'll hide away from the staff, giggling quietly to herself and whining when you're found eventually- usually by your eldest sister

You'll run about, making them chase you down until they lose track of you

And often enough you do manage to slip away, such as today

You snicker to yourself as you hear the maid tasked to look after you call for you in the distance, no doubt searching in the entirely wrong place by now

Perhaps, by now, you should know her failure to keep an eye out for you would cost her her precious life. Perhaps, you should feel guilty, but the staff's lives have not yet crossed your young mind as they have never once been treated as something even remotely important by your family

Now, you're only left giggling and skipping through the castle, occasionally hiding out below large tables or mama's high chairs to avoid being seen by others

It's fun, a game in every aspect to you, and an opportunity to explore the castle without someone looking over you

Only will you find that this is usually due to the very specific reason that someone ought to look after you

For when you climb the stairs your legs soon feel weak and shaky, your swarm still struggling with keeping its formation for long periods of time

Mother had reassured you; it took your sisters years upon years to learn it, too

Now, that hardly matters though, for your leg easily turns into a wild swarm of buzzing blowflies within seconds, and within moments you fall, squealing and crying out in shock and surprise as you slide down a few stairs before you at last find your grip again and sit on one of them

With your leg reforming and both of them aching, your knees and palms scratched and red from irritation as you tried to catch yourself and the surprise of your fall still heavy on you, you do the only thing you can think of, the one thing you have been taught to do before all else;

You cry for mama

And, sure enough, your little wails are picked up within moments, your quiet, not quite practiced banshee- like scream enough to alert her even from many, many rooms away

When she crosses to the main hall, her claws out and expression deadly, her face falls and softens when she catches sight of you, as though not wanting to scare you with the fiery rage still burning inside of her

She's by your side within seconds, her large hand cradling your face as you cry and cry, unsure what else to do with yourself

But, as always, your mama knows just what to do to make you feel better

You hiccup as you're lifted, your vision blurry

Still, you recognize your mother's scent easily, your aching, little hands finding her dress and clinging to her tightly, your little body held securely by her hip as she rocks you

"Can you tell mama what happened, my little fly?", she coos, though the lack of an adult around and your body by the stairs is enough to give her an idea of what went down already- as well as who to take her anger out of once you are safe, sound, and happy again

You can only cry and hiccup, too overwhelmed by the surprise and shock of the fall, the uncomfortable ache at your knees and palms, and the embarrassment and shame running through you

But mama does not scold you for running off from the maid again, even as she will, later

Instead, she only hums and continues to rock you, one arm securely holding you while you feel the other gently lift your hand and inspect your small fingers and palm with her larger ones

And despite the far too many feelings and the tears still flowing, you find yourself calming a little when you feel her press her lips to your small palms

In that moment, it really does feel like mama can just kiss everything better

[not-a-ducc]

There is no evidence that Lucas Mother 3 can swim.

So ever since I played Mother 3 one thing that always stood out to me is the Sea Floor Dungeon.

It's notable for many reasons, but I always found it funny that, rather than taking a boat or even just swimming, the party just walks on the sea floor all the way to a small island. Then recently I started thinking, wait, can any of these guys swim?

I mean at the very least these guys can, this is a body of water large enough for a huge snake and a big ol' pile of bones, so there's no way they're not floating here.

The most common instances of seeing Lucas in water are these hot spring sections. It's not clear how deep these even go, they could all be only as deep as we see them, Lucas could just be standing in there and the spring is only deep enough for his head to poke out.

It's possible they ARE deeper, however. As Flint and other adult characters can stand in them with their heads still sticking out, though it's notable that pre-time skip Fuel pictured here has their head partially submerged. Lucas also gets submerged into a hot spring in Chapter 4, however here he's somewhat hunched over, so the true depth of the hot springs is still unclear.

While not a scene where Lucas is visibly in water, it's worth noting that in Chapter 1, no one ever specifically says they found the twins swimming down or up the river, they were just floating in it. Granted they likely were unconscious while this was happening, but I still wanted to include this for completion's sake.

Also there's the Hippo Reserve in the Empire Porky Building where Lucas is almost the same height as the hippos so I doubt the water is that deep here.

This is the last scene I wanted this point out here. This is an un-used scene of Lucas and Claus taking a dip in the water found in a scrapped Attract Mode sequence. It's notable cause this is the only scene in the entire game where Lucas is definitively shown SWIMMING, but it’s un-used, so does it even count? Is it even canon? I mean, technically not I suppose, but there's nothing in these Attract Mode scenes that contradicts anything from the main game. How should un-used and beta content factor into how we discuss these games? Mother 3 famously had a tumultuous development with tons of content gutted from it's story. Not all of it fits into the game we eventually got, but a lot of it still can fill in the blanks present in the main game. But none of this content is present in the main game, so have valuable is it in discussion? Is it wrong to dismiss these removed scenes and subplots because they were part of the team's original vision? How should we continue to analyze this game's development if, for all intents and purposes, we're looking at un-finished and un-refined versions of the final art piece? Is it a more pure version of the art by being un-sullied by creative and hardware restrictions, or does that un-finished nature make it less deserving of analysis? I mean realistically I don't think any of what I've said should devalue Earthbound 64 or any other work in progress versions of art. Seeing the process of creation unfold is just as interesting and worth preservation and analysis as the finalized art itself. I don't think it's wrong to bring in elements from Earthbound 64 for headcanons or to fill in the gaps of Mother 3's story, hell it's damn near necessary sometimes it feels like, I just think it's important to acknowledge that changes and revisions are just a given in any story based medium. It's not always an artist's intent getting neutered, sometimes an artist might just change their mind, or need to have certain ideas reeled back in for the sake of keeping the work cohesive. Anyways what was this post about? Oh yeah Lucas probably can swim he just is never seen doing it in the final game.

[shannonsketches]

I grabbed a bunch of caps for that last post so here's a few more in my favorite genre of bejíta

[ibblescribbles]

Do you think you will ever check out Raincode? It's made by the same people who made DR but with a more focus on mystery. (It has the same vibes and stuff, I feel like you would like it a lot) another thing, the writing is so banger

Yes, I've already played Raincode!! Really enjoyed it, especially for the DR-like vibe and I actually made charms of the main cast:

I have sketches of Yomi and Yakou that I've been meaning to add to this set for ages but haven't been able to bring myself to refine them ;v; Makes me happy when people recognize the Raincode merch at cons tho! I'm really excited for Kodaka's new game too, I haven't played the demo yet!

[sappi-papi]

okaasan

[x-lee-cya]

casino cups hc that builds off of my “elder kettle + cupbros were/are religious” hc: mugman and cuphead, after they’ve started working at the casino, don’t end up (still / rightfully) blaming the crew for them dying during the fights.

oh, no—they blame Azrael. Why? God only knows (cuz i sure as hell don’t). But they do.

It makes for an… awkward, to say the least, first meeting (or rather, reunion, because they had to have interacted with the guy at least a LITTLE bit while dead/during the fights, cuz, yk. Archangel of Death. Kinda his whole thing) the first time Azrael comes ‘round the Casino after the bros were hired.

[ashpkat]

in my idealized version of the books (the Good timeline), jericho and constantine’s relationship is not the one aaron and calls relationship parallels — it’s constantine and joseph. in this essay i will *gets taken out by cassandra clare’s snipers*

[drpicklesart]

they are going to mehnahnaroo

[quinn-pop]

mtdd week day 2 - first meeting

fingers crossed

[daandyli0n]

y'know. the fact that i headcanon that the Afton and Emily children consider each other to be siblings makes Michael and Charlie's whole deal so much sadder.

[ash-fire3moji]

theres WHAT in the rjcmpreg fandom now..

I mean I've heard of yesno and yurat but like .. haven't the creators said multiple times they don't like that 😔😔 ...

oh yeah in case it wasn't clear PROSHIP/DARKSHIP GET OFF MY BLOG anyways bye

[theprincessandthepie]

ough. just watched some fanvids that got me thinking about an old fandom of mine.

[byanyan]

i've decided that byan has been admitted to a psych ward once. it was at 14, an involuntary hold after their overdose, and it contributed heavily to their fear of hospitals and distrust in doctors & nurses. after all, if they were kept against their will once, who's to say it won't happen again?

[the-hilda-librarians-wife]

I've come to the conclusion that when it comes to new characters I have the same attitude as a poorly socialized dog. I swear every time new content comes around and we get the news of new characters my instant reaction is to just. Dislike them. Hope they have little to no importance in the plot. Even when the design looks nice and the characters seem interesting. They're taking screen time away from my faves and my heart tells me to Bite

[winter-spark]

I notice that even though Citron's my fave, I spend more time here talking about Orange and Navel.

I think it's fear of being wrong.