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idek what this blog is anymore, i just had the urge to check in, and update my simself bc i’m no longer in my blonde era

so, about my life in the past five years:

i’ve picked up smoking and am trying to quit (using disposable vapes, i feel like i look like an edgy 15 year old with them), i blame the bar work

ah yes, i’m also a #queen in stem, i hate it, i can’t wait for this goddamn degree to be over, i know i chose an academically challenging degree at a russel group uni but damn, i don’t wanna be academically challenged no more, it ain’t a vibe, like at all. but at least i’ll have my BSc Chemistry to cry over in july x 

i have like 7 tattoos, none of them are cool, they’re all rather basic

my hair is no longer dead, we’re over the murdering our hair to cope with trauma phase now besties x

i was a bit of a party girl whore for a while, am no longer a whore, but still a bit of a party girl lmao

if i was gonna do anything with this blog, probably recreate my RLC but make it less chuegy 

probably not

I know I know I’ve already done a Christmas pose set and this isn’t really Christmas-y but over on the RLC thread we do family Christmas cards, and this one is mine for the Matthews (even though I’ve still not decided if Juniper kept or changed her last name when she got married, I don’t know, so possibly from the Matthews lmao)!

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“So, you think this is over, huh? Keh heh heh. Not yet. After all, I’m not just some toddler. I am now MonoKuma. And I am, and always will be, this school’s…

With hope, it is possible to move ahead and face any obstacle. Even though it may be hard, and at times downright impossible, but with the right people and the right mindset, surely anything can be possible.

“Well, I guess this is goodbye, and goodbye to Tavi.” Melissa started, a tinge of sadness present in her voice as she added the last part quietly. “But hey. The best way to beat sadness is with a smile, right?”

“Even though I hope we do not part, if we do, you can always count on me if you need anything.” Stacey added.

“Likewise. I’m not so sure how much help I’ll be, but hey. If something comes up, feel free to let me know.” Jacob agreed.

“There’s a part of me that can’t wait to get out there and start protesting again, but at the same time, it feels strange. I think we’ve all changed greatly.” Elettra added.

“You know what they say. If there’s no road then build one, right?” Stacey agreed. “We’ll help people see past despair. I’m sure of it.”

“And besides, if they don’t have any donut shops, I’ll just make my own! I’m sure I can figure it out!” Melissa grinned, hopeful about the future. “No matter how bleak things seem, there will always be hope, just as there will also always be despair.”

“They probably don’t have them. If the world is like what Junko said, it seems unlikely.” Stacey broke the new gently, giving Melissa a sympathetic smile.

“But there’s still the issue of after. What about once we’re outside? Then what?” Jacob asked.

The two of them shared a look before he explained. “We’re gonna talk about it, when it’s a better time and there’s less death and impending death involved.”

“Even if it ends up being something else, something more her-ish. We can’t risk not opening the door.” Stacey mumbled, feeling somewhat anxious. “We have nothing to worry about though, as long as we keep our hope and as long as we’re together.”

“But, is this it? Is that really the key to opening the door? All that kicking it, and trying to break it down… All we needed was a button?” Melissa asked, somewhat amazed.

“We can’t just stay here looking at a door. We need to leave at some point.” Elettra rightly pointed out. She glanced over at Mikey. “I think it’s only fair if you do the honours of opening the door.”