IDK if someone want to read my Fremillei Brainrot but... here.
FREMILLEI TALKING, watching landscape ( ANGST A BIT (dont worry it ends well) it is not a fanfic bcuz lol i am so bad at writing (if it is not in french)
**CW : self depreciation**
**SLIGHT SPOIL : FREMINET BACKSTORY**
FORGIVE MY POOR ENGLISH BYEEE
Freminet suddenly being pessimist about himself, saying how he can only bring disappointment
"Don't say that !"
Collei shouting a bit fierce, which made Freminet jumping a bit
"You are also have your own strenght-"
He already heard those speech from his big sister but... it sounded different from Collei's mouth
"Look ! You can repare machine, you create toys... that's amazing ! Not everyone can do that ! In Sumeru, we could hire you in Kshahrewar Darshan... Freminet, you are amazing ! You can also diving, fishing..."
Freminet didn't know what to say, he is always gloomy.. "I am sorry Collei... you are just- amazing... compared to me I-"
"Please don't say that.."
Collei looks down.
Freminet suddenly felt guilty
"I am also like you, Freminet" her voice trembling
The young man was perplexed, but too scared to offense, he stayed in silent and just listen
"I feel terrible toward myself. Look, I am slow-learning, it still hard for me to read and write. I made a lot of mistake, I felt miserable... I am so scared to fail, I am so anxious when it comes people expectation... and my dark past growing back, my mind becomes weak and it is overwhelming... and sometime I can't resist them.. it hurts everywhere... it is like..." she stopped. She looked at the sky, trying to not cry. And after her pause, she turned her face to Freminet, with a smile but a broken voice
"It is like I am drowning."
Oh. Those words... that's exactly how he felt too. Those words resonated in him.
"I.. I stopped to trust people ! I hated my mother for giving me up. I hated everyone. But more than hating everyone, I hated myself..."
Freminet couldn't help to think about his mother.. when he didn't know the truth, did he hate her ? Did he hate the orphenage before "Father" took it..? Now he mature a bit, the only person he hate is... himself.
By this thought, he clenched his fist.
Collei took a deep breath and shouted
"BUT LIFE KEEPS GOING"
Freminet startled for a second time
"I met friends... family ! Who are dear to me. They give me their hands. They helped me. They are so patient with me. They love me. I can tell how genuine are their feelings...! And I am grateful to them. I love them too ! To repay them... I decided to become the best person I can be..! Being gloomy won't help me in this goal."
She looked in Freminet's eyes, with a determination stares. It was hard for him to be removed from her gazes.
"So yes, Freminet ! You are also amazing on your own way ! Please believe in you, at least for those you wish to protect !
You also have people you deeply care, right ?"
"Y..yes..."
Collei was silent, it looks like she wished him to continue.
Freminet took Pers in his hands stared his blue eyes.
"When I was young, I fantasized of.. just being emotionless. But, the more I grew up, the more I discovered I was hypersensitive.. it is one of my big weakness."
He did a pause, looking at Pers, deep in his thought.
"The orphenage is my home, and every children was considered like my family but... it felt more like we are just gears to make a big machine functionning. I didn't mind it, at least, I was useful. Everytime I felt lonely, I only have Pers with me."
He wanted to cry. The number of time "Father" scolded him, but he couldn't cry because "Father" hate those who cry.
Collei, was still listening, with an empathic look, as she understood what he was feeling.
"But...! I met Lyney and Lynette and.. even if they were inseparable, Lyney always called me little brother.. Lynette always console me ! In this big family, Lyney and Lynette are my genuine companions, and I can claim it ! And now I also met traveler, and Paimon.. ! I-..."
Ah, this is bad, he wanted to cry so much.
Collei encouraging him, tears in her eyes.
Freminet would usually ran away and go deep underwater, in his safe place, to cry all his heart.. only Romaritime flowers as witness.
But, he bursted to tear, couldn't keep all this feeling for himself anymore.
"I DEEPLY LOVE THEM..!"
Collei smiling, while a tear falling on her cheek
"..yes !"
They both usually alone when they started to feel overwhelmed. But this time, flowers, clouds, and them together were their companions.
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AFTER A WHILE THEY STOP SOBBING
they are both pretty embarassed but they laughed
This is the first time they both cry with someone else, and.. that's a weird feeling !
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on Meowdred and his gender/sexuality because I saw a WoLQotD on Twitter and it's interesting:
Meowdred had the fortune of growing up around a lot of trans/nb people or those who eventually discovered themselves to be trans/nb or otherwise non-conforming to even the loose societal expectations of Dirt Poor Bastards Living in Port City. So he got to ask the question of whether he felt the same early, and got the answer early that he was comfortable with the way his gender identity matched with his physical body.
The whole being aro/ace was more nebulous because there was no point of reference for Mordred to even think about the concept. He just knew that he didn't feel the kind of craving others seemed to have of sex, or even the loneliness that drove some friends to have 3 lovers in the span of 2 weeks. Yeah, he's kissed a guy...and a girl...and a non-binary person. It was nice, and a bit awkward, and Mordred decided to take the fact that he felt no urge to pursue a follow-up at face value.
Nowadays he's like... "I'll try and meet you in the middle of our attraction if it is mutual and if I care about you, whatever it is, but there will be no point in our relationship -- of whatever nature it is -- where I cease to be myself."
It had been both a point of appreciation and consternation with others in his previous, and current, relationships. Mordred would be incredibly upfront about his limits and hard lines, and didn't tolerate attempts at coercion or manipulation to get those hard lines to change.
But those were sweeping, hard lines drawn in the earth. For the little things, a hundred thousand compromises and small negotiations of space and however many moments of inconvenience and discomfort Mordred needed to go through, to make his friends happy? Yeah, he'd do them. The favors, the hours trekking through the rain to get them something they like, the conversations he didn't really enjoy but knew Alphinaud did.
For all that Mordred didn't experience sexual or romantic attraction, he's very clear-minded when it comes to knowing how relationships work for him, and how he can make his side of a connection work for others. Relationships, after all, aren't inherently transactional. Nor are they about feeling comfort in each individual moment. Rather they're a balance of intuition, attention, and care; if the small things inconveniences and disagreements suffered are towards a net-positive, then he would suffer them all, and be glad that there was someone he loved enough to make all this worthwhile.
But this was wisdom Mordred could never put into words. He wasn't very good with words. He could only live it, and sincerely hope that his friends understood the value he placed in those friendships, and the reason why he would keep choosing them.
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