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Tired Cryo Dads: Klee and Freminet edition. 3/8
Klee helps get Freminet out of his shell by dragging him into shenanigans from time to time, the spunky spark knight has a knack for getting people to open up without really realizing it.
Freminet doesn’t really mind, but good lord does he have so much anxiety (until Klee is in trouble, then he’s pulling out his claymore and kicking ass)
The first time Freminet starts to feel overwhelmed and puts on his diving helmet, Klee is very confused
He explains the feeling by comparing it to when he found her when she was lost
(“You mean when I was surrounded by fish and couldn’t see?” “A little like that, yeah, mostly when it gets too loud.” “I’m a little confused, but it makes sense! Lisa tells me the same on the days she can’t play, sometimes the knights get too loud and she closes the library for the day.” After Klee will giggle and tell him on those days, she’s the only one Lisa will allow in the library because she can be suuupppeerr quiet)
When Freminet starts feeling a little too overwhelmed, Klee will make sure to find a quiet space where she can play with Dodoco while he puts on his diving helmet for quiet time
Just like with Albedo, she likes to help him add expressions on his helmet display
She likes to say it’s Freminet’s way to talk without words, wordless conversation if you will
They both bond over having a stuffed animal to keep them company and let the other look after it, if they go off to do something that would put the stuffie in position to get lost easily.
It isn’t uncommon to see Freminet hand over Percy to Klee for safekeeping before a deep dive
One day Lyney saw and his fucking jaw dropped bc omg his little brother found someone he trusts enough to keep Percy safe, and yes, it may be a child, but he found a friend.
Occasionally, Freminet will bring Klee to watch Lyney’s and Lynette’s magic rehearsals with him, and the twins absolutely adore them both
(they need their approval for a good show…they also call them both their good luck charms and invite them to every show).
Klee is extremely entertained, especially when the twins take Dodoco (with permission) and Percy and do magic tricks with them. Klee will laugh and clap at the show and tell them they're the best
Freminet will shyly tell Klee his siblings are the best magic performers around
Lyney actually cries at the praise, and Lynette will hide her blush behind her hat.
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kids remind me, often, of the things i've taught myself out of.
i have a big dog. he looks like a deer. he is taller than most young children. while we were on a trail the other day, a boy coming our direction saw us and froze. he took a step back and said: "i'm feeling nervous. your - your dog is kind of big."
goblin and i both stopped walking immediately. "he is kind of a big dog," i admitted. "he's called a greyhound. they are gentle but they are pretty tall, which is kind of scary, you're right. their legs are so long because they are made for running fast. i am sorry we scared you. would you like us to stand still while you move past us, or would you feel more safe in your body if we move and you stay still?'
"oh. i didn't know that about - greyhounds. i think i ... i want to stay still," he said. at this point, his adult had caught up to us. "i'm nervous about the dog," he told her, "so i'm - i'm gonna stay still." she didn't argue. she didn't make fun of him. she just smiled at him and at me and held his hand while goblin and i, with as wide of a berth as we could make, crept our way through.
behind us, i heard him exhale a deep breath and kind of laugh - "he was really big, huh? she said it's because greyhounds have to go fast."
"he was big," she said. "i understand why that could have made you a little scared."
"yeah. next time i - next time do you think i could maybe ask to touch him? when - i mean, next time, maybe, if i'm not nervous."
later, going to a work event, in the big city, i stood outside, trembling. my social anxiety as a caught bird in my chest. i took a deep breath and turned to my coworker. she's not even really my friend yet. i told her: "i feel nervous about this. i am not used to meeting new people, ever since covid."
she laughed, but not in a mean way. she said she was nervous too. she reached her hand out and held mine, and we both took another deep breath and walked in like that, interlinked. a few people asked us - together? - and i told the truth: i feel nervous, and she's helping. over and over i watched people relax too, admitting i feel really kind of shy lately actually, thank you for saying that.
the next time i go to an event, and i feel a little scared, i ask right away: wanna hold hands? this feels a little dangerous. i hesitate less. i don't hide it as much. i watch for other people who are also nervous and say - it's kinda hard, huh?
i know, logically, i'm not good at asking for help. but i am also not good at noticing when i need help. i've trained myself out of asking completely, but i've also trained myself to never accept my own fears or excuses. i have trained myself to tamp down every anxiety and just-push-through. i don't know what i'm protecting myself from - just that i never think to admit it to anyone.
but every person on earth occasionally needs comfort. every person on earth occasionally needs connection. many of us were taught independence is the same thing as never needing anything.
each of us should have had an adult who heard - i feel nervous and held our hand and asked us how we could be helped to feel safe. no judgement, and no chiding. many of us did not. many of us were punished for the ways that we seemed "weak".
but here is something: i am an adult now. and i get nervous a lot, actually. and if you are an adult and you are feeling a little nervous - come talk to me. we can hold hands and figure out what will help us feel safe in our bodies. and maybe, next time, if we're brave, we can pet the dog that's passing.
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priest guy sending mixed signals, what is he up to?🤨🕶🤏
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