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saw the labru trend and IMMEDIATELY thought of them

knight of beauty 🌹

the hint of regret on her face at the last second literally makes me so fucking sick studio investigraves has harmed me once more. im gonna kill myself

Maybe God made me a painter, for people who aren't born yet.

(Hurt/Comfort, unspecified about what happened for the Hurt part, angst to comfort, soft and probably ooc ? Reca who is crazy but dead serious when something bothers his beloved (because people need to take those who need comfort seriously), have a 🍪 if you got the reference in the title)

Today had been a long day. It had been so long, and filled with unfortunate circumstances that you simply couldn't deal with it anymore.

When you came home, you flopped right into bed, and let tears fall freely. It had started off so well, why did it become like this?!

(Maybe your friend Chaikaew was right. Maybe you are bound to get both good and bad stuff during a day to balance it out. But, then again, she had a lot of sayings that barely made any sense whatsoever anyway.)

A ring interrupted your train of thought, and you reluctantly turned to grab your phone. What greeted you was a silly picture of your dear director (your lock screen) and a message from him, asking if you were still okay with tonight's schedule.

Shoot! You had forgotten that you planned a date tonight with the guy, and you had been looking forward to it all week!

You looked at yourself, and then back at the screen. You simply didn't have the energy for this, so you reluctantly told him that you didn't feel up to it because, well, you were too tired to do anything, and clicked send.

Now, you felt even worse.

As you layed down again, another ring interrupted you. Someone was calling. You decided to pick up, if just to make your phone shut up.

"Hello?"

The voice on the other side was unmistakable.

"I'm coming over."

"Wha- Reca, you know you don't have to-"

The line on the other side clicked dead. You tried calling him again, but to no avail.

A couple of minutes later, the eccentric man appeared on your doorstep, armed with your favourite beverage and casual wear. As you opened the door, he extended his arms and invited you in for a hug. As he closed the door, he rubbed your back, his warmth and care and obvious love showing, and the dam couldn't hold itself and broke. You sobbed in his arms as he gently shushed you, tracing circles on your back and kissing away your tears.

As you calmed down from crying and hiccuped, you looked at him.

"Do you want to talk about it?'' he asked gently.

You shook your head, ready to leave this day behind. He guided you on the couch and choose one of the many movies in his collection (that he allowed you to borrow). He selected one of your favourite comedies and inserted it in the player, before returning by your side and embracing you, encouraging you to cuddle him.

As you laid your head on his chest, you could hear his gentle heartbeat as the film started. His soft breaths and attentive rubs comforted you after this horrible, horrible day. For once, maybe everything will be fine as long as he was here.

(Yeah, maybe your data obsessed friend was right, after the storm there is always calm to be seen)

burden

With each triumph, you must confront yourselves anew, peering into the depths of your hearts and acknowledging the potential for malevolence.

thinking abt these freaks again

bruh look at my examiner

They're doing the same pose they're the besties of all time

The Trailblazer is so so silly! I wonder what hijinks they'll get up to next!

The Trailblazer is a catalyst of destruction, every part of them screams out in pain as their body stabilizes the stellaron inside them yet they will never feel a moment of calm. 'course, they lie to March and Dan Heng so that they aren't concerned but Welt knows. he knows Trailblazer's pain.

they will continuously poison the worlds they go to through the fact that they truly are destruction incarnate, though they may hold the capability of all paths, they will always be destructive. they truly are alone in their pain, for no one could have predicted it.

they are faced with The Stellaron Hunters and have to wonder what their connection is to them because no information is in their brain, they were like a small, pitiful baby at the start of HSR but now hold three (3) paths. they recognize Blade, Kafka, and Silver Wolf but just barely, they are shadows of a haunted past in their mind.

The Trailblazer will suffer like this over and over until eventually their body gives out and they die, releasing the Stellaron which holds 7 paths inside it. technically, the stellaron in them is the only thing protecting them from becoming a lifeless husk, as they were a constructed body before modeled after someone the Hunters used to know.

they use humor as a coping mechanism because every day they get closer to their death date and then, when it happens, all around them will suffer. they cannot allow themself to get closer to others because what would happen? could they be infected and harmed, too? so many questions whirl around the trailblazer's brain, and even then, there's so little time and answers.

they are destined to die. with each day, the strands of life in their body break and strain. truly, their body is the form of one of the enigmata for it was a shell, forged together with new life.

The Trailblazer can't escape their fate. they do not want to hurt anyone else. they are sorry for the pain they have and will cause.

I love the Trailblazer!!! so silly!!!